<?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-36430095</id><updated>2012-02-12T18:15:43.965+07:00</updated><category term='Scribbles'/><category term='The Beast'/><category term='The Heart'/><category term='The Mind'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='Moonblade'/><title type='text'>L'Ordre de Lune Ecarlate</title><subtitle type='html'>Dieu et Mon Droit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8523881926589953891</id><published>2009-02-17T21:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:09:39.441+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Gender Creation</title><content type='html'>In the first six months in the womb, all Humans were programmed to be a female. The formation of the genitals have not started, and the genes in our body confirmed us to be a female. Our bodies grew according to the command of those genes, and the hormones start overflowing in our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually simply easy to see how males were once grown the same as females. There's one female feature that has developed in the fetus period and can be found on males. Nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After six months long, one single gene in our body, code named Gene X (I forgot the scientific name) chose one of the two options: to be or not to be activated. This single gene is the cause of the rise of the male Humans. When it is activated, it will trigger the decrease in estrogen production and increase in testosterone. If it is inactive, the production of estrogen will be kept at higher level than that of testosterone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see it easier, think of the walking distance from London to Moscow. That is the length of the gene that controls hormone producing if it's stretched. Gene X is the first twenty miles of the journey, where the road forked. It tells us which route we should take, male or female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This single, important gene is actually very small. When you compare it to other genes, this one is so small and insignificant in size. For me, it is scary to understand that without a single, micro-sized gene there would never be a male Human being. In the same time I find it amazing and intriguing to know the secrets our body hold. It is amazing how something so small can make a difference so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8523881926589953891?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8523881926589953891/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8523881926589953891&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8523881926589953891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8523881926589953891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2009/02/gender-creation.html' title='Gender Creation'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8401404744678594213</id><published>2009-02-11T22:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:35:38.272+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>What a Wonderful World</title><content type='html'>Studying has made me learn much. Most of it about the greatness and awesomeness of the world. Science has yet failed to amaze me. Knowing much makes me think and ask for more answers of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vast, amazing world makes me wonder, how many billions of questions lie ahead of me? Can the world never be understood fully? Is there really a Theory of Everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is just awesome. Discovery channel, I agree with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8401404744678594213?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8401404744678594213/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8401404744678594213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8401404744678594213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8401404744678594213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What a Wonderful World'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8031484648015666288</id><published>2008-11-18T20:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:58:59.681+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Pretender</title><content type='html'>I've just realized this when I was writing, but being a pretender is actually an interesting way of living. The definition of a pretender is someone who hides his or her own emotions, and showing another one instead to cope with the current situation around him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some people think that showing the true self is important, and there are few who are able to do so, being a pretender is actually interesting because there are so many who do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a pretender means you hide your true self, and the fake one shows up. When you pretend too much, like me, this other person consumes your true self, and the next thing you know, you've lost yourself, and you became this someone else. Others might not be able to perceive though, it's this person they usually see anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might just be an evolution of the self, but me personally, I start to think the old me was gone. That jealous, zealous, oh-the-entire-world-is-a-trash-can boy. I start to keep all those madness, those words wanting so bad to be shouted out. I know they wouldn't be heard, or they would just be understood, or they'd make me look like a bad guy, so I start keeping them inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's not like my emotions really mattered, right? As long as I can make myself look better with this outstretched patience, I'd still be able to take pride in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the only thing important?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8031484648015666288?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8031484648015666288/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8031484648015666288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8031484648015666288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8031484648015666288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/11/pretender.html' title='Pretender'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4914229208919701763</id><published>2008-11-10T17:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:54:48.659+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged (Again2)</title><content type='html'>... guess who tagged me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much of your teenage life have you "messed up?" (btw I'm still a teen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten kissed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a phone taken away in class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test (I'm so good at cheating that people even think I'm the smart guy giving cheats.)&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn't do homework over 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[x] Turned at least 3 projects in late&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school just because you felt like it&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class (and for some other reasons too)&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got your mom, dad, etc to get you out of school&lt;br /&gt;[x] Text people during class&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes (see, this is the other reason)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room (... actually this is how I passed notes)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fight at school, fist or verbal&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took pictures during school hours (taken, to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during school hours&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to iPod, CD, etc during school hours &lt;br /&gt;[x] Skipped a class period&lt;br /&gt;Total So Far: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke the dress code&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Failed a class (even with all these stuffs going on)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class (Nasi Bungkus + Ice Tea)&lt;br /&gt;Total So Far: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school (thank God I could change my voice to a lower tone)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn't go on a field trip cause you behaved badly&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn't take your stuff to school (left them at the locker. ... what?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Given a teacher the finger when they weren't looking&lt;br /&gt;[x] Curse during class/school (dude, it's an all-boys school. what do you expect?)&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Faked your parents signature (so damn hard to do)&lt;br /&gt;[X] Slept in class (everyone knows me for this one)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at your teacher (hey I actually respect them!)&lt;br /&gt;[X] Copied homework (everytime)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got in trouble with the principal-the vice principal&lt;br /&gt;Total So Far: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand total: 72%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4914229208919701763?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4914229208919701763/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4914229208919701763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4914229208919701763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4914229208919701763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-again2.html' title='Tagged (Again2)'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-646876071248556699</id><published>2008-10-29T12:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:54:07.002+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I am bored. Extremely bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new mangascans and games from a friend. I got things to study. I got my cute girlfriend to talk to. But neither one really interest me at the moment. Well, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm not too eager either. It's almost like the spirit of me has gone away somewhere, wanting for an adrenaline-rushing sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope archery would give me that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-646876071248556699?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/646876071248556699/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=646876071248556699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/646876071248556699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/646876071248556699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/10/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5808081634918015358</id><published>2008-10-22T17:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:53:07.598+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Blindless Obsession</title><content type='html'>Some people say, love has made me blind. They say, my obsession about my dearest love is absurd, and my feelings to her is over-extended. They might be right, I don't care. But for this moment, I want to say different things than love to my dearest here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why here? Why not in private?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know this way she'll work better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but maybe staying silent is better. After all, why ruin the sweet emotions with realistic matters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5808081634918015358?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5808081634918015358/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5808081634918015358&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5808081634918015358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5808081634918015358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/10/blindless-obsession.html' title='Blindless Obsession'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8321470096839320070</id><published>2008-10-10T09:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:13:36.743+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Tagged (Again)</title><content type='html'>Lagi-lagi kena tag sama neng Ipeh.. Oh well, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;50 Random Truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Moonblade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. is 18, but few believes that.&lt;br /&gt;2. actually likes being called an adult.&lt;br /&gt;3. loves himself more than most things in this world.&lt;br /&gt;4. has very dull senses.&lt;br /&gt;5. knows well how to make himself look smart.&lt;br /&gt;6. is obsessed about his dearest love.&lt;br /&gt;7. is hopeless without her.&lt;br /&gt;8. sometimes wonder what will happen if he lays down and die.&lt;br /&gt;9. wants to change the world.&lt;br /&gt;10. aims to be a scientist.&lt;br /&gt;11. hopes that one day he'd be able to get himself twin children.&lt;br /&gt;12. is a QUEEN fan.&lt;br /&gt;13. is recently contaminated by Aerosmith.&lt;br /&gt;14. is addicted to Dungeons &amp; Dragons Role Playing Game.&lt;br /&gt;15. likes most animals.&lt;br /&gt;16. dislikes most insects.&lt;br /&gt;17. wants an Alligator Snapping Turtle as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;18. loves white, red, and gold.&lt;br /&gt;19. dreams to be a knight someday.&lt;br /&gt;20. dreams to be buried in Westminster Abbey.&lt;br /&gt;21. likes English culture.&lt;br /&gt;22. loves to eat anything edible.&lt;br /&gt;23. is a board-gamer.&lt;br /&gt;24. likes to play tabletop games.&lt;br /&gt;25. does not have any talent for painting models, but likes doing it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;26. is an extremely bad singer.&lt;br /&gt;27. wonders, has he mentioned that he loves his girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;28. weighs around 85 kilograms.&lt;br /&gt;29. has an Oedipus Complex.&lt;br /&gt;30. feels like crap when he's unneeded.&lt;br /&gt;31. always wants to be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;32. is born on August 22nd, 1990, and is a Leo.&lt;br /&gt;33. is a student at Institut Teknologi Bandung, School of Life Sciences and Technology.&lt;br /&gt;34. only has three persons he consider best friends.&lt;br /&gt;35. has a Dutch heritage, but people seem to see him as a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;36. does not smoke, hates to inhale smoke, and kills anyone who smokes in his bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;37. prefers Classic Rock, New Age Music, and Modern Classic.&lt;br /&gt;38. is a curious cat.&lt;br /&gt;39. surrenders to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;40. is an able-bodied fighter.&lt;br /&gt;41. is learning archery.&lt;br /&gt;42. has learned the basics of Judo and Merpati Putih.&lt;br /&gt;43. can crack stone half in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;44. carries a Swiss Army Knife around.&lt;br /&gt;45. is allergic to metal touching.&lt;br /&gt;46. hates Frestea for making him sick a week long.&lt;br /&gt;47. has many dirty little secrets.&lt;br /&gt;48. is sometimes an impulsive person, a risky man, a daredevil, when it comes to making his lover smile.&lt;br /&gt;49. is a data bank for Celestine Empire.&lt;br /&gt;50. wants to say more than these 49.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8321470096839320070?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8321470096839320070/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8321470096839320070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8321470096839320070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8321470096839320070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged (Again)'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8946740117457694723</id><published>2008-09-28T22:50:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:09:39.357+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Two Lions</title><content type='html'>Lions are a proud race. They live for their own selfish selves, to fulfill the thirst for pride and joy of self-dignity. Most of the things they do are based on searching for the satisfaction of themselves. There is no Good and Evil for them, there's just how they look in front of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Savannah full of wilderness and ferocity, there lived two lions. One was renowned for his ability to withstand, and the other for his incredible prowess. The two were close friends, almost family. Though they lived apart in different sides of the Savannah, sometimes they meet to talk and play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon is the annual day of forgiveness in the Savannah. The massive inhabitants cluster together, greet each other, and ask for forgiveness to others. It was a way to keep intact the bonds of each inhabitants of the Savannah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the two lions met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't go tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the day where I have to lie to everyone that I apologize."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Though I don't even think I have wronged them anything." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Different stuff for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not celebrating?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do. It's just that I'd rather say 'I forgive you' and leave them be."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8946740117457694723?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8946740117457694723/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8946740117457694723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8946740117457694723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8946740117457694723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-lions.html' title='Two Lions'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5243125450612974079</id><published>2008-09-18T18:56:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:07:20.288+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Twisted Faith</title><content type='html'>Sampe sekarang gue masih bingung dengan omongan orang-orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo lo idup di sana seharian 24 jam, pahalanya gede banget lho. Apalagi di bulan puasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah gapapa kok gue nemenin kalian makan. Toh ntar pahala gue nambah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bulan puasa tuh saatnya beramal, soalnya pahalanya berkali-kali lipat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus lo mendingan nongkrong di sana seharian penuh sementara kami semua harus baca setengah buku sendiri buat uts gara2 lo gak pernah ngajar? Trus kalo nggak ada iming2 pahala, lo kagak mau nemenin temen2 lo makan? Trus kalo kagak bulan puasa lo kagak beramal, gitu? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacrut ah, kalo buat gue sih itu sih sama aja lo ibadah ada maunya, bukan gara2 lo percaya Tuhan or whatever. Trus tujuan lo apa? Pengen banyak pahala biar kagak ditendang ke neraka? Pengen masuk surga? Mati aja sana, ntar lo tau kan sebanyak apa pahala lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw barusan gue denger lagu yang pas banget. Inti lagunya bilang, "Kalo surga ama neraka kagak pernah ada, emangnya lo masih bakal nyembah2 dan nyebut nama Tuhan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah mana di kelas ada anak2 (gak gue akuin mahasiswa) perang2an tulisan di kertas antara yang jilbab ama yang nggak pula.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5243125450612974079?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5243125450612974079/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5243125450612974079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5243125450612974079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5243125450612974079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/09/twisted-faith.html' title='Twisted Faith'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-1215443464991235159</id><published>2008-09-08T18:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:59:03.577+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>I Have Just Realised..</title><content type='html'>Bahwa ternyata kalau saya tidak membuang sampah sembarangan, saya memberi contoh bagi orang lain untuk melakukan hal yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan ternyata mas-mas di KBL itu inget sama saya yang tiap kali buka puasa ke sana beli es buah, sampe ngasih es buah gratis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan ternyata The Alchemist karya Paulo Coelho itu mengingatkan saya pada perjalanan spiritual The Prophet-nya Kahlil Gibran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan ternyata ketagihan panahan itu berbahaya bagi kesehatan lengan kiri, khususnya kalau belum ahli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan ternyata masih ada orang yang nemu konci motor di warnet ini lalu ngasihin ke penjaga warnetnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan ternyata di sekitar saya banyak sekali pertanda-pertanda, hanya saja saya baru menyadarinya sekarang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-1215443464991235159?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/1215443464991235159/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=1215443464991235159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1215443464991235159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1215443464991235159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-just-realised.html' title='I Have Just Realised..'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5705760560155956067</id><published>2008-08-26T18:34:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:49:18.555+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>In Harmonia Progressio</title><content type='html'>Yeah, the second post without an English title. Cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the phrase on my friend's pin that he put on his bag. At first I thought it was a religious one, but just today when I put the words on Google I understood that it was one motto from my campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally it means "Progress with Harmony". Simplistic but catchy, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was found through research that most graduates from ITB understand thoroughly what field of science they were taught at. Though so, many of them could not implement the intelligence in the real world. This was caused by the understatement of other fields of science. Without harmony with the other fields of science, one field cannot excel. As the world is one, and nature was born by one God, thus science should be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this theory work in social life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5705760560155956067?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5705760560155956067/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5705760560155956067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5705760560155956067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5705760560155956067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-harmonia-progressio.html' title='In Harmonia Progressio'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4280683799293723681</id><published>2008-08-20T22:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:03:06.026+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>A Dream</title><content type='html'>I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream when I was a little boy, that someday later I can have twins as my children. One will be a boy, and the other a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream when I was a teenager, that I can create a way to make my other dream come true. That is, by modifying biological substances, so my children will surely be twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream about the world. A single world, unbound by countries or languages, a single pangaea. A prosperous world, where no one would have to be a beggar just to get a scoop of rice. A just world, where no one would have reasons to defy the law. A clean world, where pollution is something that nature can digest again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a dream will always be a dream, when the dreamer stays asleep, floating in the everlasting streams of dreams. And the reason why people say, "Your dream is too big" is because they don't have enough courage to dream big. They were afraid to step out of the tiny box of their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go out there. Explore the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, you will see what God really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4280683799293723681?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4280683799293723681/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4280683799293723681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4280683799293723681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4280683799293723681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/08/dream.html' title='A Dream'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3155215795411236373</id><published>2008-08-19T19:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:34:44.381+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Nationalist</title><content type='html'>Kalian boleh bilang saya tercuci otak karena INKM. Mungkin juga hal itu benar, tapi saya tidak terlalu peduli. Yang penting bagi saya, sekarang saya memiliki pandangan dan kepedulian yang baru terhadap bangsa ini. Yang penting bagi saya, sekarang saya mau mengerahkan tenaga untuk menjadikan Indonesia negara yang lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkesan muluk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin, saya membeli sebotol Aqua di sebuah warung kecil di pinggir jalan. Ketika saya membuka segel botol tersebut, saya bertanya kepada pedagang di warung itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas, tong sampah di sekitar sini di mana ya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, buang aja di situ," ujarnya sambil menunjuk ke aspal jalan, "nanti juga disapu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya menggeleng singkat. "Wah, maaf mas, saya nggak suka aja buang sampah sembarangan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seketika itu juga sang pedagang menunjukkan sebuah tempat sampah. Dan ketika saya berjalan pergi setelah mengucap terima kasih padanya, saya melihat selintas bagaimana ia mulai memunguti sampah yang bertebaran di sekitar warungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hal kecil yang sederhana dapat mengubah orang lain menuju arah yang lebih baik. Segalanya bermula dari keinginan kita sendiri untuk berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah memperbaiki Indonesia masih terdengar seperti hal yang muluk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3155215795411236373?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3155215795411236373/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3155215795411236373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3155215795411236373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3155215795411236373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/08/nationalist.html' title='Nationalist'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8162928886203890951</id><published>2008-08-19T11:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:57:45.332+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Relativity of Time</title><content type='html'>Einstein bilang, waktu itu relatif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, waktu ya tetap. Berjalan terus, tanpa pernah berhenti. Terus, tanpa pernah ada perbedaan dalam setiap detiknya, setiap menitnya, ataupun setiap jamnya. Waktu adalah mungkin adalah hal yang paling konstan di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kenapa minggu lalu baru bertemu dengan kekasihku, rasanya sudah seperti berbulan-bulan? Kenapa rindu ini bukan berkurang, malah bertambah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science doesn't make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8162928886203890951?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8162928886203890951/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8162928886203890951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8162928886203890951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8162928886203890951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/08/relativity-of-time.html' title='Relativity of Time'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8765645563677707390</id><published>2008-08-17T23:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:48:21.899+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>What drives you to SUCCESS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Money?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Self-Esteem?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Honesty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a question asked to me at INKM ITB 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for me personally, the answer is DEVOTION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8765645563677707390?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8765645563677707390/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8765645563677707390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8765645563677707390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8765645563677707390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/08/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6897323032487990597</id><published>2008-07-21T22:26:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:33:51.773+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>I do not know why, but in the last few days I've become more of an angry person. I snap out of my wits quicker, I raise my voice more, I don't keep cool at times I need to be, and I now keep grudges. Grudges, I keep. I don't usually do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I become like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is, I should stop this kind of attitude. I should be back to my old self, a calm person at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before something bad happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6897323032487990597?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6897323032487990597/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6897323032487990597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6897323032487990597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6897323032487990597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/07/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5641895303585119385</id><published>2008-07-15T08:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:59:40.597+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>L'art de Vivre la Difference</title><content type='html'>Hope I wrote that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by a jewelry store advertising in a mall yesterday. It has those words on it, translated into English, "The Art of Living a Difference". Or maybe not exactly that, you know, since French can't really be translated into anything. But more or less it's about living a different life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking about the difference we all have. Every single one of us differs from one another. Not only that we are separated by genes, we also have different mindsets. Despite all of that, you who read this are probably my friends, or those who know me. Despite all the differences, we can accept each other, and live together in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how important is being different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being different is actually the most prestigious thing a human can have. It is the ultimate pride to be someone that is on top -- different from the others under you. Difference form the true you, a personality that is only one in this world, that separates you from everyone else. Without a difference, we have no identity. Only a single diminutive piece in this world. And then we will wonder, why are we here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, difference is one of the most basic needs of Humans. To survive in this world, we have to accept some things that are different from us, learn from it, and continue on living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the part where Lord Hitler failed to understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5641895303585119385?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5641895303585119385/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5641895303585119385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5641895303585119385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5641895303585119385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/07/lart-d-vivre-la-difference.html' title='L&apos;art de Vivre la Difference'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5094206928426353568</id><published>2008-07-07T21:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:05:20.119+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>French Fiesta</title><content type='html'>I've been learning French for two years before I stopped last year. It was because of the rising pressure in school to pass the final exams and get good grades. That, and I have to get into the second-best university in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did all of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I lost my French skills horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last Thursday I went to a dinner with my French-Learning classmates. Haven't seen them in quite a while since our little picnic to Puncak a couple months ago. It was fun and nostalgic, and I got to see one of them, a cute woman, now has become a beautiful mother. We laughed all the way, and talked about the ongoing rumours around. We were having a great time together. Then, when it came to talking in French, I was quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about taking another try to learn French in Bandung, my soon-to-be city to live. There's an ex-teacher of mine who teaches in one of the universities there. Hope I can learn more, especially about romantic quotes. I love saying those things to my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first step towards learning French is to change my blog into that language! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5094206928426353568?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5094206928426353568/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5094206928426353568&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5094206928426353568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5094206928426353568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/07/french-fiesta.html' title='French Fiesta'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3797318056266277516</id><published>2008-06-27T22:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:46:00.864+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Natsu</title><content type='html'>Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Choose up to five of your own characters.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make them answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ego, the Beast of Me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Gild (read: Guilt), the Heart of Me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cipto, the Mind of Me.&lt;br /&gt;4. Azshara Rivendare, my DnD Character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your opinion on reading and writing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Booooring..&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: Oh come on, you can get so much just by reading.&lt;br /&gt;Gild: And you can pour emotions by writing.&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: Just like how I read and write love letters for my wife =D&lt;br /&gt;Ego: You guys are lame, you know? Action's all life's for!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *gives Natsu's photo album to Ego*&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Oh alright, I like reading. *strays off somewhere alone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your opinion on maths, sciences, and language(s)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: If we come to a conclusion with not even a drip of doubt, it has to be based on Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Geek..&lt;br /&gt;Gild: Different languages show the many different cultures of people, it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Yeah right, Ms. know-it-all..&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: Love is a science never to be touched by human minds.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Tsk, what a Playboy line..&lt;br /&gt;Me: How about you, Ego?&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Huh? *still drooling over the pics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best way to learn something?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gild: Do, and if you fail, never make the same failure twice.&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: Watch others do it, learn, and don't even make a single failure.&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: To learn something, we must first have the curiosity to want, the courage to try, and the patience to stand from failure.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: I CRUSH EVERYTHING THAT BLOCKS MY WAY! WAAAAAGH!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I assure you, he meant that, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To what degree do you avoid risks and danger?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: As long as it protects my dearest love.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: AVOID risks? Are you kidding me? Those things give me adrenaline, you know!&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: Risks are always there, it's just how we make the least of it.&lt;br /&gt;Gild: No, I don't wanna get hurt! No! Don't make me cry! NOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under what circumstances would you risk your life for someone else?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: I'll do anything for the safety of my Lady.&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: Maybe.. I should consider it a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;Gild: Listen to your heart, and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: I can't explain it, but it comes when your heart beats fast, your adrenaline pushing, your mind all filled with the will to fight, and testosterone just went to the top.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, you can say nice things too.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: OF COURSE! I'm the best man here, you see. *grabs the album back*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah.. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under what circumstances do you think killing someone justified, in general?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gild: No killing! No blood! Peace for the world!&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: Yeap. In a battle, a gentleman will walk but never run.&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: If you can, trick someone else to do the dirty job.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Those who defy my will shall pay.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ego, you're creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Shut up! If it wasn't for me, you'll be dead by now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: And how is it so?&lt;br /&gt;Ego: Well, I'm the one who stabs your friends to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the worst feeling you experienced?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: It is when I found that all this time I have been fooled.&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: When I cannot find an answer to something.&lt;br /&gt;Ego: When I can't beat the sh*t out of my enemies! Damn, I have to be stronger!&lt;br /&gt;Gild: ... When Natsu is crying. It's.. it's got to be my fault! &lt;br /&gt;Me: *gives a tissue box to Gild*&lt;br /&gt;Gild: Thanks.. *sob sob* Huwaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what is the best feeling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cipto: Have you ever felt the surge of mind? When you realized that the answer to the riddles was just a..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Next!&lt;br /&gt;Gild: Being loved by the one.. Oh, the heartbeat.. the warm and fuzzy feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Azshara: I second that, Gild.. And the one for me is my beloved wife..&lt;br /&gt;Ego: God, you all act like babies! All men have one desire, and that is to WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3797318056266277516?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3797318056266277516/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3797318056266277516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3797318056266277516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3797318056266277516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-by-natsu.html' title='Tagged by Natsu'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6906227879787130901</id><published>2008-06-26T01:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:22:47.391+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Extreme Pride 2</title><content type='html'>Have you ever feel so ashamed of yourself, that whatever you do, it's never adequate for other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so ashamed of yourself, that when someone says you don't do enough, what you heard is that you don't do anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so ashamed of yourself, that rather than repairing yourself to move forward, you chose to sit down and cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so ashamed of yourself, that you know you need help, but you just won't say it because you fear you won't get any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've seen people do those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you, it ain't always fun to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6906227879787130901?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6906227879787130901/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6906227879787130901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6906227879787130901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6906227879787130901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/06/extreme-pride-2.html' title='Extreme Pride 2'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-1708111625930097675</id><published>2008-06-22T20:13:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:27:28.782+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Ship of Life</title><content type='html'>Life is like a ship upon an endless sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere there are always waves, ready to strike ferociously. Whether we want it or not, even though we try to avoid it as much as we can, sooner or later the ship would hit some of them and the hull would suffer. It will be thrown by winds, its sails shredded to nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single damage will cause the ship to halt. And every single wound will make the repairs better, reinforcing it so the same waves would not hurt it anymore. The ship will get stronger and stronger every time. Thus, the ship will keep moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the ship has come to a full stop, then it means that it has been wavestruck so much, that it eventually sunk. When it comes into those, a ship can never stand again to continue its voyage. That is why there are other ships around, so that they can reel our ship from the depths of the sea, and push us forward, again drifting in the endless sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-1708111625930097675?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/1708111625930097675/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=1708111625930097675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1708111625930097675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1708111625930097675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/06/ship-of-life.html' title='Ship of Life'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7990003025180991874</id><published>2008-06-15T07:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T07:10:07.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Extreme Pride</title><content type='html'>Have you ever feel so proud of yourself, that you become to think that you are great in many things? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so proud of yourself, that when you take an exam, and the day has come for you to see the results, you don't feel nervous at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so proud of yourself, that even when the results are great, you don't jump happily because you know that you are capable of such results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel so proud of yourself, that you don't feel excited at all knowing that you're the best in the class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you, it ain't always fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7990003025180991874?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7990003025180991874/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7990003025180991874&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7990003025180991874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7990003025180991874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/06/extreme-pride.html' title='Extreme Pride'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-686907023031413421</id><published>2008-06-14T09:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:13:13.107+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Seconds to Freedom</title><content type='html'>And today comes the verdict..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-686907023031413421?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/686907023031413421/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=686907023031413421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/686907023031413421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/686907023031413421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/06/seconds-to-freedom.html' title='Seconds to Freedom'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-2185060149218203414</id><published>2008-06-13T18:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:07:01.084+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Chivalry</title><content type='html'>Anyone ever heard the word? Sounds rather cool, no? Reminding us of the boundless bravery and eternal devotion of Knights from the medieval age. They seem so great, leaping in the battlefield on their horses, fighting for pride with their blades, and defending their country and ruler for the sake of dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the most obedient creatures, trained in lawful ways only to fulfill their duties as the high-borns. They have been taught since birth to become a warrior, a noble in status, and an upper-class being. They are so loyal to their country, that it has been said that even death could not separate a True Knight from his duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, what does it mean to be a Knight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dummy that lives only to be controlled by its ruler?&lt;br /&gt;A brainwashed one, tricked into bravery to defend the country?&lt;br /&gt;Or an angel in shining armor, living for good, truth, and justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the word Chivalry has no meaning when a Knight is fighting for the wrong side. It matters not how brave you are, how strong, or how devoted, when you are doing it for the sake of something that should not be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chivalry should not be had by those who are blindly following orders. &lt;br /&gt;It is for the ones who know what they are fighting for, and strive for that sole purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, each Knight are persistent with their own beliefs, and would rather fight to death than going to the other way. 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title='Chivalry'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8242797895437251681</id><published>2008-05-31T14:32:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:20:19.671+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Again</title><content type='html'>I've been writing nothing else than tags these days.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tag 10 people (not the one who sent it to you!)&lt;br /&gt;2. answer all truthfully&lt;br /&gt;3. take it in public!&lt;br /&gt;4. tell all tagged on their profile that they have been tagged,&lt;br /&gt;and link to your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Info&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am shorter than 5'4.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think I'm ugly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I tan easily. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have/I've had braces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 2 piercing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have piercing in places besides my ears.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family/Home Life&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want to have kids someday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School/Work&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've fallen asleep at work/school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I almost always do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've missed a week or more of school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on the Honor Roll within the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I failed more than 1 class last year&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stolen something from my job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been fired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've slipped out an "lol" in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've peed from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've laughed so hard I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was born with a disease/impairment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten stitches/staples.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sat in a doctor’s office/emergency room with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had measles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've driven over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've wished on a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've kicked a guy where it hurts. (actually, I used my knee)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to a casino.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've crashed a car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been Skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've met someone in person from myspace.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the Northern lights.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm single&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been the dumped more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had a crush on a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty/Crime&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've snuck out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated on a test.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been suspended from school. (I was dropped out, not suspended.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've witnessed a crime.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs/Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've passed out from drinking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've smoked weed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've eaten shrooms.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've popped E.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've inhaled Nitrous.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been diagnosed with one or more anxiety disorder.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm anorexic or bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've hurt myself on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death and Suicide&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've seen someone dying&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone close to me has attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone close to me has committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've planned my own suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've written a eulogy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something I got on e-bay. (Actually, a friend got it for me)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't kill bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I curse regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm a snob about grammar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I twirl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love being neat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam the opposite!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've copied more than 30 CD's in a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, red or blue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've worn pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to shoot a gun&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm good at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] All of those are answered honestly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8242797895437251681?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8242797895437251681/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8242797895437251681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8242797895437251681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8242797895437251681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged Again'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-1471822825728117003</id><published>2008-05-06T19:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:44:09.174+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ipeh</title><content type='html'>1- Rate tens character you like, at least two weeks ago until now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==Male===&lt;br /&gt;1. Azshara Rivendare (my DnD Character!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Vash the Stampede (Trigun)&lt;br /&gt;3. Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean)&lt;br /&gt;4. Phantom of the Opera (Phantom of the Opera)&lt;br /&gt;5. Frog (Chrono Trigger)&lt;br /&gt;6. Commisar Ciaphas Cain (Warhammer 40.000)&lt;br /&gt;7. Batman (Batman)&lt;br /&gt;8. William Jones (Emma)&lt;br /&gt;9. Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)&lt;br /&gt;10. Terrorblade the Soul Keeper(Defense of the Ancients)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==Female==&lt;br /&gt;1. Elizabeth (my DnD Character)&lt;br /&gt;2. Inquisitor Amberley Vail (Warhammer 40.000)&lt;br /&gt;3. Chibi-Chan (Nodame Cantabille / Concerto Love)&lt;br /&gt;4. Quistis Trepe (Final Fantasy VIII)&lt;br /&gt;5. Saber (Fate/Stay Night)&lt;br /&gt;6. Forte Stollen (Galaxy Angel)&lt;br /&gt;7. Marie Antoinette (Le Chevalier d'Eon)&lt;br /&gt;8. Emma (Emma)&lt;br /&gt;9. Nodame (Nodame Cantabille / Concerto Love)&lt;br /&gt;10. Rylai Crestfall (Defense of the Ancients)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Rate 10 of your favourite games (Anime if you’re not a gamer)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chrono Trigger&lt;br /&gt;2. Suikoden II&lt;br /&gt;3. Cooking Mama&lt;br /&gt;4. Warhammer&lt;br /&gt;5. Warhammer 40,000&lt;br /&gt;6. Warcraft III&lt;br /&gt;7. Mario Kart&lt;br /&gt;8. Ragnarok Online&lt;br /&gt;9. Harvest Moon: Back to Nature&lt;br /&gt;10. Thousand Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Rate your favourite song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Flight of the Bumblebee - Maksim Mrvica&lt;br /&gt;2. Toccatta &amp; Fugue - Vanessa Mae&lt;br /&gt;3. Song of Storm and Fire - Kajiura Yuuki&lt;br /&gt;4. Ballade Pour Adeline - Richard Clayderman&lt;br /&gt;5. Englishman in New York - Sting&lt;br /&gt;6. La Vie D'Amelie - Yann Tiersen&lt;br /&gt;7. Exodus - Maksim Mrvica&lt;br /&gt;8. Frog's Theme - Chrono Trigger&lt;br /&gt;9. You Know My Name - Chris Cornell&lt;br /&gt;10. The World Is Not Enough - Garbage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-1471822825728117003?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/1471822825728117003/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=1471822825728117003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1471822825728117003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1471822825728117003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-ipeh.html' title='Tagged by Ipeh'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7392588133498594824</id><published>2008-03-29T18:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:14:42.330+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>The Poetic Side of Me</title><content type='html'>It's been months since I last write poetries. I recall my most productive days were those when every day was filled with unending emotional disasters. You know, those kind of things that happen when you've just succumbed to the sweetest taste of fresh love. Anyway, those were the days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember when, but slowly I stopped writing poems. And I don't know why either. Maybe it was because I've sold all my romance to one woman, maybe it was because I've run out of words, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since, the poems turned around to be proses. Like the entry I wrote before this one, for example. I didn't think much about writing that, but after reading it again, I felt like an idiot. Hey, who would've written long, redundant sentences to speak about something so simple like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, it's good to know where my ideas went. And for you guys who don't like long redundant sentences, I apologize. I'll be doing that much more in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7392588133498594824?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7392588133498594824/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7392588133498594824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7392588133498594824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7392588133498594824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/03/poetic-side-of-me.html' title='The Poetic Side of Me'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-1082050303868815655</id><published>2008-03-27T18:10:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:25:18.659+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Ignorance Is (not) Bliss</title><content type='html'>Some say the phrase entitling this entry is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say nay to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena ketika kamu menyadari sesuatu, mengetahui bahwa sebenarnya hal itu salah dan semestinya diperbaiki, atau ada sesuatu yang kamu bisa lakukan untuk membantu atau mengatasi masalah tersebut, dan sebaliknya kamu mengunci hasrat untuk melakukan itu di dalam dirimu dan memutuskan untuk membuang jauh-jauh suara hatimu untuk menghindari masalah lain yang kamu takutkan akan hinggap padamu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu tak lagi lebih dari binatang liar tanpa kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah bahwa bahkan hewan dan tumbuhan pun, makhluk-makhluk yang kita sebut tanpa hati dan pikiran, tanpa akal budi dan nurani, masih memiliki insting untuk membantu sesamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bukankah rasa takutmu akan kesulitan yang akan menghampirimu sekedar hambatan yang kamu bentuk sendiri sebagai alasan untuk menghindar? Sebagaimana musuh terkuat setiap manusia adalah dirinya sendiri, aku berkata padamu, bahwa sebelum kamu bisa melawan dia, bahkan sampai kamu mati dan Malaikat Jurang Maut menjemputmu, kamu tidak akan lepas dari belenggu ketidakbahagiaan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-1082050303868815655?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/1082050303868815655/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=1082050303868815655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1082050303868815655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/1082050303868815655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/03/ignorance-is-not-bliss.html' title='Ignorance Is (not) Bliss'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4224523112869938808</id><published>2008-03-27T11:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:26:01.683+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Objectivity</title><content type='html'>Sebagai manusia yang memiliki keterbatasan dalam kemampuan berpikir, saya selalu mencoba melihat suatu masalah dari berbagai sudut pandang -- dan dengan begitu, menjadi obyektif. Apa itu obyektif? Obyektif adalah perilaku menghadapi situasi dengan jalur pikiran yang rasional dan logis, dengan alasan-alasan yang masuk akal sebagai landasan dari perbuatan yang dilakukan. Di sisi lain, subyektifitas adalah perilaku menghadapi situasi dengan jalur pikiran yang irrasional, emosional, tanpa alasan yang masuk akal dan kuat untuk mendukungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dunia yang penuh dengan orang-orang subyektif ini, obyektifitas memiliki kelebihannya sendiri, di antaranya adalah pengertian yang lebih mendalam, "compassion" dan "empathy" yang melebihi sebagian besar orang lain, dan kemampuan untuk melihat "the big picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, obyektifitas cenderung membawa kita ke sisi yang berbeda dari masyarakat luas, dan terkadang, di titik ekstrim, menjadikan kita sesuatu yang dibenci oleh banyak orang karena melawan "norma adat" yang berlaku di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh saja, di sebuah perusahaan dengan tingkat korupsi yang sangat tinggi sehingga sudah menjadi sebuah "rahasia umum", bahkan sampai dianggap "budaya legal", apakah kamu mau melawan tradisi turun-menurun tersebut? Hitunglah sendiri, berapa sih orang yang mau mendukungmu melakukan itu, dan tidak takut akan dikucilkan oleh semua orang lain di kantor? Hell, berapa orang sih yang nggak terbuai oleh apa yang ditawarkan oleh Korupsi itu sendiri? Padahal mereka -- para pelaku tindak korupsi -- tidak memikirkan dampaknya terhadap kehidupan orang lain yang dirugikan oleh tindakan mereka. Apakah mereka melihat masalah itu dari sudut pandang orang yang dirugikan? Apakah mereka mampu merasionalisasikan tindakan korupsi tersebut, dan mengatakan bahwa itu bukan hanya karena nafsu duniawi belaka? Dan kalaupun bisa, apakah mereka peduli? Yah, saya rasa sih tidak sedikit pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya menulis ini karena saya mencium bau-bau nepotisme dan subyektifitas di sebuah organisasi tempat saya bernaung. Belum terbukti, namun suatu saat nanti jikalau semua kecurigaan itu ternyata benar, saya akan mengundurkan diri dari sana, pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4224523112869938808?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4224523112869938808/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4224523112869938808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4224523112869938808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4224523112869938808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/03/objectivity.html' title='Objectivity'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4075942685581677394</id><published>2008-03-03T21:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:43:46.375+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Old Songs</title><content type='html'>Entah kenapa, buatku lagu-lagu lama rasanya lebih menyenangkan untuk didengar daripada selera musik terkini. Mungkin karena tipe musik pop yang menjamur sudah jadi menjemukan; mungkin karena lirik yang terlalu banyak membahas mengenai cinta atau sejenisnya; mungkin karena aku lebih suka lagu yang dapat menggugah hati; mungkin karena aku adalah makhluk konvensional; mungkin.. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, menemukan beberapa karya pemusik lama setelah ngutil di harddisk; di antaranya adalah Queen, Bee Gees, Beatles.. dan Sting, kalau dia dihitung pemusik lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piracy is a crime. Yup. Ada yang tau di mana buat download lagu nggak? Buat konsumsi pribadi kok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4075942685581677394?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4075942685581677394/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4075942685581677394&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4075942685581677394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4075942685581677394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/03/old-songs.html' title='Old Songs'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-415514698942984937</id><published>2008-02-11T20:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:47:30.404+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Archetypes</title><content type='html'>Beberapa hari terakhir ini saya sangat tertarik dengan game Vampire: the Masquerade. Selain karena gameplay nya yang baru (dan menarik. sesuatu yang baru biasanya lebih menarik daripada yang lama.), ada satu bagian yang sangat menyita perhatian. Di game itu, namanya adalah Nature &amp; Demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, Nature adalah insting dasar seorang karakter. Bagaimana ia bertindak, apa yang mendorongnya untuk maju, dan bagaimana ia beraksi. Semua itu ditentukan oleh Nature secara spontan dan otomatis. Sedangkan Demeanor adalah bagaimana karakter itu muncul di permukaan. Siapapun yang tidak mengenal karakter itu dengan dekat, akan menyangka bahwa sang karakter memiliki sifat yang sesuai dengan Demeanor-nya. Namun bukan tidak mungkin bahwa di balik semua penampilan itu, sang karakter memiliki suatu sifat yang jauh berbeda, yaitu Nature-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beragam sifat yang ada di dunia ini dikelompokkan dalam berbagai Archetype. Dengan pengelompokkan tersebut, kita bisa memilih seperti apakah sifat karakter yang akan kita bangun dalam game Vampire: the Masquerade tersebut. Tertarik melihat beberapa Archetype yang dimaksud? Datanglah ke situs ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/malfisbymidnight/natures.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat menyenangkan, menarik, dan menggugah pikiran menurut saya. Selain menyatakan secara jelas bahwa seseorang bisa memiliki dua sisi yang berbeda di luar (Demeanor) dan di dalam (Nature) dirinya, deskripsi dari masing-masing Archetype menjelaskan secara garis besar mengenai orang-orang di dunia ini. Salah satunya, membuat saya sendiri menyadari orang seperti apakah saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care to share your Nature &amp; Demeanor? I think my Nature is Gallant, and my Demeanor is Deviant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-415514698942984937?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/415514698942984937/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=415514698942984937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/415514698942984937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/415514698942984937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/02/archetypes.html' title='Archetypes'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-537674621560567984</id><published>2008-02-06T15:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:05:18.295+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>My Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>Teman baruku yang satu ini ternyata telah membuktikan dirinya sangat amat berguna kemarin. Ia mengikuti aku ke mana-mana, tak pernah mengomel, dan manfaat keberadaan dirinya selalu terasa setiap hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi hari ketika aku berangkat, ia menawarkan diri untuk ikut bersamaku.&lt;br /&gt;Pagi hari ketika aku sadar kuku jariku panjang dan tajam, ia menawarkan sebuah kikir.&lt;br /&gt;Menjelang siang ketika aku kesulitan membuka tutup teh botol, ia menawarkan sebuah pembuka tutup botol.&lt;br /&gt;Siang hari ketika aku ingin memotong kertas dan merapikan foto, ia menawarkan sebuah pisau.&lt;br /&gt;Sore hari ketika aku tak bisa membuka kaleng, ia menawarkan sebuah pembuka kaleng.&lt;br /&gt;Malam hari ketika aku selesai makan, ia menawarkan sebuah tusuk gigi.&lt;br /&gt;Malam itu juga ketika sebuah duri menusuk gusiku, ia menawarkan sebuah pinset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih untuk sahabat merahku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-537674621560567984?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/537674621560567984/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=537674621560567984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/537674621560567984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/537674621560567984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dear-friend.html' title='My Dear Friend'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-855238218898238722</id><published>2008-01-05T19:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:50:19.039+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Home</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya, bisa nulis blog lagi meskipun bukan dari komputer sendiri. FastNet terbukti nggak bermutu baik di daerah gue, dan sepertinya udah saatnya ganti provider. Bukan itu sih alasan utama mau nulis ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 23 yang lalu, gue pergi untuk berlibur. Dan baru kemaren pulang tanpa jetlag. Beneran, tanpa jetlag. Soalnya gue di pesawat nggak tidur, jadi pas nyampe malem langsung ngantuk. Sayangnya ngga sempet mengumbar cinta di telepon karena cewek gue udah tidur. Tapi cukup lelap kok, untuk tidur lebih dari 6 jam. Gue ngga bisa tidur lebih dari 6 jam sekali tidur. Tapi yah terus tidur lagi.. capek bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, perjalanan pertama ke Singapore. Negara kecil banget yang menurut gue jauh lebih tertib daripada di Indonesia. Ato di Jakarta, kalo mau dibanding2in. Yah, emang kulturnya beda kali yah. Di sana nggak pernah gue liat orang yang ngelanggar lampu merah. Nggak ada satupun. Bahkan di saat ngga ada halangan sama sekali buat melaju. Kayaknya tilangnya gede. Di sana gue jalan2 ke Orchard Road (nyari toko Warhammer, tapi ngga nemu) yang ternyata nggak sekeren yang gue kira. Cuman jalanan yang banyak toko2 bermerek aja. Tapi di sana ada gedung namanya Wheelock place, dimana ada toko buku gede bernama Borders. Setelah beli Prophet karya Kahlil Gibran, gue pergi ke Esplanade, semacem gedung buat opera dan konser. Dan berhubung itu hari natal, gue nonton band (if you can call it a band) namanya Ministry of Bellz. Itu adalah 10 orang yang masing-masing pegang Traditional English Bell. Cuma bisa satu nada per bell, tapi kombinasinya cukup bikin tercengang. Besoknya, udah harus berangkat lagi ke London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan di pesawat terlewati dengan cukup cepat berkat keberadaan TV di Emirates. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix serta Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End terbukti menghibur 6,5 jam di pesawat (sampe Dubai doang transit). Dilanjutkan dengan Ratatouille dan Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer untuk 6,5 jam berikutnya sampe London Heathrow. Heathrow itu nama airport, by the way. Kalo di sini kan Soekarno-Hatta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next dijemput sama kakak gue (tujuan utama dateng ke sini buat jengukin dia) di Heathrow. Hari itu masih siang, dan dihabiskan dengan berleha-leha di apartmen sewaan serta pergi ke Trafalgar Square. Ada patungnya Admiral Nelson, orang yang ngalahin Napoleon katanya. Terus besoknya nyewa mobil dan pergi ke Cranfield, kota tempat kakak gue kuliah. Mumpung deket gue juga mampir ke Springfield, dan sayangnya ngga ada orang berkulit kuning di sana. Dan perjalanan naek mobil di London sangat tidak disarankan. Banyak jalan sempit, one-way, dan nama jalan yang kecil dan terletak di tembok rumah. Bikin pusing dan stress. Untungnya, di London bisa sekalian menikmati pemandangan. Segala hal di London adalah pemandangan. Merobohkan gedung tua tuh illegal (dan juga mendirikan Shopping Malls), jadi masih banyak brickhouses dan gedung-gedung indah dari jaman 1950an. Semua gedung di London pernah rata dengan tanah karena dibom Jerman, by the way. Kecuali Saint Paul's Cathedral yang masih berdiri tegak dari jaman dahulu kala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua hari di London belum cukup buat liat apapun, tapi apa mau dikata, jadwalnya adalah ke Swiss. Di negeri yang iklannya nggak jauh dari jam, piso, ato bank itu, gue ikut tour buat liat Geneva. Sebenernya sih bagus, apalagi Old Town nya. Banyak bangunan-bangunan tua di sana, dari jaman Roman Empire menguasai. Masih banyak yang mau diliat, tapi sayang nggak sempet, dan karena winter jadi ngga bisa naek kapal di danau. Dingin. Tadinya mau naek ke Mont Blanc, tapi karena ada daerah yang masuk Perancis (dan gue ga punya visa ke situ) jadi ngga bisa deh. Anyways, cukup menyenangkan di sana. Oh, ada keluarga dari Jakarta juga di tour yang sama. Mereka sepertinya nggak terlalu niat ngobrol sama keluarga gue, jadi kita misah aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to London, tempat dimana segalanya muahal dan gue nggak pengen beli apapun karena selalu nge-kurs duitnya. Masa BigMac aja 5 Pounds. Gila, 100 ribu! Males deh jadinya. Nah, sekarang banyak waktu buat jalan2. Jadinya hari itu gue ngeset jadwal buat besok dan lusa, sambil masak sendiri malemnya. Besoknya tour dimulai. Bagian ini harus punya paragraf sendiri karena banyak yang perlu dijelasin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tour 1: Historical &amp;amp; Modern London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan ini membawa gue ke Buckingham Castle, yang sayangnya lagi nggak dibuka untuk umum. Meskipun begitu, keindahannya udah bisa diliat dari luar. Pasti jauh lebih bagus lagi kalo bisa masuk, tapi untuk sementara waktu gue ngira2 aja deh dari nonton National Treasure. Abis itu ke Cavalry Academy, ngeliat pasukan berkudanya ganti shift. Ceremony yang tertib dan menarik banget buat gue, meskipun mungkin cuman baris-berbaris biasa. Selesai gitu, gue ke Covent Garden buat makan di Pub. Hmm, masakan Inggris nggak sejelek yang gue kira, tapi pasti makanan hambar kaya gini udah salah satu makanan terbaiknya. Di sana juga sempet nonton sirkus kecil-kecilan, yang walau keliatannya sederhana tapi bagus dan lucu lawakannya. Dari Covent Garden, bis melaju ke Westminster Abbey. Nggak bisa dijelasin pake kata-kata deh di dalem sana (oi, kalo ga bisa dijelasin ngapaen lo nulis blog, geblek? -red). Arsitekturnya kuno banget, dan banyak patung-patung luarbiasa indah di dalam sana. Ada makam orang-orang terkenal seperti Sir Isaac Newton dan Charles Darwin. Dan yang paling keren dari itu semua adalah sebuah hall dengan barisan kursi gereja di kanan-kiri. Kursi gerejanya bukan kaya biasa, tapi di punggung kursi itu ada tower kayu tinggi yang di temboknya ditempel lambang Knight Orders dari masa lalu. Dan Knight Orders yang masih ada, masing-masing helmnya dipasang di&lt;br /&gt;puncak tower-tower kayu itu. Coat of Arms nya dipasang di atas helm tersebut. Really, it's a spiritual experience di situ. Coolest thing I've ever seen. Dari Westminster Abbey, gue naik kapal di River Thames dan ngeliat di kiri-kanan ada apa (termasuk ngeliat Big Ben dan London Bridge yang ternyata cuma jembatan kuno biasa). Turun di salah satu stasiun di River Thames, gue pergi ke Tower of London. Ada 12 Towers, tapi gue cuman masukin 2 karena waktu terbatas. Salah satunya adalah Jewel House, tempatnya Royal Jewels disimpen. Perhiasannya buagus-buagus dan muahal-muahal banget pastinya. Katanya sih di&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapet&lt;/span&gt; dari India dan South Africa waktu pemimpin-pemimpin mereka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mati.&lt;/span&gt; Well, we all know the truth. Abis itu ke Bloody Tower. Dari namanya udah bisa ditebak, itu tempat penyiksaan dan pembunuhan bangsawan. Nobles kill nobles to become more noble. How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tour 2: Windsor, Stonehenge, and Bath&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Windsor castle is as good as you can get as a castle. Hampir semuanya berlapis emas, dengan lukisan-lukisan berbagai bangsawan yang nggak kalah bagusnya sama Da Vinci. Dan orang-orang terkenal pula yang melukis. Raphael, misalnya. Windsor castle bentuknya mirip benteng, khususnya dengan watchtowers yang berbentuk bundar. Cuma Windsor satu-satunya tempat di England yang punya bentuk watchtower bundar. Design from Syria. Anything you want from a castle you can get in Windsor. Abis liat2 di sana, trus pergi ke Stonehenge. Jauh lebih bagus dari yang ada di foto-foto ato di postcards. Dan katanya tangal 23 Juni (longest day on earth) pagi hari pas sunrise pemandangannya bagus banget di sana. Dengan matahari terbit tepat di tempat sebuah batu didirikan dan cahayanya melewati susunan Stonehenge dengan tepat pula. Mystical, pengakuan orang-orang yang pernah melihatnya. 20rb orang datang tiap taun tanggal 22 malam untuk nginep dan bangun jam 4 pagi di sana. Nah, setelah liat keajaiban dunia yang satu itu, gue pergi ke Bath. Bath itu nama kota yang punya satu2nya mata air panas, dan tentara Roma jaman dulu mendirikan tempat pemandian di sana. Roman architecture dan peninggalan-peninggalan kuno di sana bener2 bikin tercengang. Katanya sih ngga boleh pegang airnya di sana, tapi rasanya hangat dan baik2 aja kok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagian shopping buat oleh2 besoknya nggak usah diceritain yah.. Pokoknya abis itu gue pulang naek pesawat 22 jam + transit dubai 3 jam + jetlag 7 jam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-855238218898238722?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/855238218898238722/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=855238218898238722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/855238218898238722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/855238218898238722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2008/01/journey-home.html' title='Journey Home'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7068900762872871928</id><published>2007-12-03T18:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:59:55.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet</title><content type='html'>I got problems with my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't access my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7068900762872871928?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7068900762872871928/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7068900762872871928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7068900762872871928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7068900762872871928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/12/internet.html' title='Internet'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-2371485829180187076</id><published>2007-10-30T14:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:03:07.876+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Weekend Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebenernya udah lama sih ini perjalanannya, sekitar bulan agustus lalu. Cuman lupa mulu ditaroh di blog, jadi baru sekarang deh.. Jadi ceritanya gue sama temen2 les perancis gue menghabiskan weekend dengan jalan2 ke Taman Safari Indonesia. Yang di Bogor itu loh. Kami berangkat dari Jakarta jam 6-an, dan nyampe di Taman Safari sana jam 8an. Emang rencananya ikutan Safari Malam, jadi ngga usah heran kenapa kami berangkat sore2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut anggota perjalanan malam tersebut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RybsFOMP5nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PuW0UqYVYQw/s1600-h/P1020956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127044800260859506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RybsFOMP5nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PuW0UqYVYQw/s320/P1020956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ginya (a.k.a. The Driver)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencari cowok single / duda tanpa anak berusia 30 - 40 tahun. Gue nggak boleh nyebut umurnya, katanya. Tapi jangan tertipu oleh mukanya atau sapi imut yang dinaikin. Inilah tukang nyetir kami selama perjalanan, sekaligus sang penyumbang transportasi karena kami ke sana naek Jazz punya Ginya. Dan sebagai tanda terima kasih gue, secara gratis gue mengiklankan kriteria cowoknya di sini. Baek kan gue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RycdLuMP5pI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qY0Ng0Mj6Ng/s1600-h/P1020898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127098787999770258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RycdLuMP5pI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qY0Ng0Mj6Ng/s320/P1020898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iwan (a.k.a. The Teacher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang kayak gini keliatannya rada cokelat kalo di foto. Tapi begitu lu liat aslinya malem2, batman aja kalah item. Sekalipun mukanya jarang jauh2 dari senyum dan ketawa-ketiwi, Iwan tuh guru les kami di Centre Culturel Francais. Nggak usah bingung kenapa guru les jalan2 sama murid2nya ke Taman Safari. Kami pun bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RycpMOMP5qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TG9sQLtoPh8/s1600-h/P1020891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127111990729238178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RycpMOMP5qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TG9sQLtoPh8/s320/P1020891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andi (a.k.a Ayah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa si Andi dipanggil Ayah, itu urusan yang agak panjang ceritanya. Anyway, muka makhluk ini memang selalu ngantuk, jadi jangan heran dia selalu bermata sayu terus-terusan. Bahkan saat kami lagi seru maen pingpong (kalian bisa lihat ada bola oranye di kiri atas foto) si Andi ngantuk dan malah jadi wasit sambil makan snack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RydP5-MP5rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/16cw9GJu-2I/s1600-h/P1020939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127154558150108850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RydP5-MP5rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/16cw9GJu-2I/s320/P1020939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dikha (a.k.a. Adik)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita mengenai bagaimana Dikha bisa diberi julukan adik sebenarnya akan sama panjangnya dengan bagaimana Andi mendapat julukan Ayah. Tapi berhubung ada foto yang bisa mempersingkat segalanya, silakan dilihat sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RydRquMP5sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SCpXHAdgmNk/s1600-h/P1020905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127156495180359362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RydRquMP5sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SCpXHAdgmNk/s320/P1020905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cipto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nondescript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang belom tau, Taman Safari Indonesia adalah sebuah area reservasi berbagai hewan. Selain digunakan untuk sarana perlindungan hewan, Taman Safari Indonesia juga dibuka untuk umum sebagai tempat rekreasi. Pengunjung diperbolehkan masuk ke area display hewan menggunakan kendaraan, memandangi satu per satu hewan yang tampak berkeliaran bebas di alam buatan yang telah disediakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap Jumat dan Sabtu malam, ada acara Safari Malam, yaitu... yah, bersafari di malam hari. Acara inilah yang gue ikutin bersama temen-temen gue. Well, perbedaan yang utama sih, kali ini kita harus naek bus. Selain itu, kalo malem binatang yang aktif beda sama kalo siang. Dan yang paling berkesan, di ujung safari itu ada petasan2 bersuara keras yang dibuat untuk meniru ledakan pistol pemburu liar. Masalahnya, suaranya KERAS BANGET... apalagi karena gue melanggar aturan dengan mengeluarkan kepala dari jendela bus, persis di depan petasannya. Yah, mana gue tau ada petasan di situ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepulangnya, kami nginep di penginepan yang udah dipesen. Menurut petunjuk yang diperoleh melalui kontak telepon, &lt;em&gt;belok kiri di jalan menuju Taman Safari&lt;/em&gt;. Meskipun tidak dinyatakan di situ bahwa jalan yang dimaksud adalah jalan berbatu kasar, menanjak, tanpa lampu, berliku-liku, dan membuat kami bertanya berulang kali "Bener nggak sih lewat sini?" atau "Jangan-jangan ada hantunya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah 15 menit perjalanan di gelap-gelap berliku berbatu dsb itu, akhirnya nyampelah kami di penginapan yang dimaksud. Karena semua cottage sudah penuh, jadi pilih untuk ngambil kamar hotelnya aja. 2 kamar, masing-masing untuk 3 cowok dan 2 cewek. Kami nggak ingin hal-hal yang tidak diinginkan (atau mungkin malah diinginkan, gue gak tau) terjadi. Lagian, kami bawa adik kecil, sebaiknya dia nggak diajarkan yang aneh2. Sesampainya di sana, ada yang langsung ke ruang makan, menikmati makan malam rumahan yang udah disediakan. Ada juga yang mau mandi dulu. Kebetulan ada rombongan beberapa puluh orang yang perlu disediakan makan pagi-siang-malem, jadi kami beruntung dapet paket 2 kamar + makan pagi siang malam. Biasanya makan seperti ini nggak disediakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun udah disiapin kamarnya, tapi akhirnya para cowok bertukar kamar. Ini disebabkan oleh seseorang yang ketiduran waktu lagi nggosip di kamar cewek, dan yang lain terpaksa ikut pindah kamar. Gue masih inget quote orang tersebut pada Dikha, "Adik kecil, tidur sana, sudah malam." Dan akhirnya malah dia tidur duluan. ZzzzZzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pagi harinya kami mulai dengan makan pagi, terus karoke! Tapi gara2 lagunya banyak yang kami nggak kenal, dan juga jenisnya dikit, jadi kami pindah ke meja ping-pong! Akhirnya sih cuma gue lawan Iwan, soalnya antara yang laen males maen serius, ato emang capek ngambil bolanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127778548178740962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RymHa-MP5uI/AAAAAAAAABA/4Rj62ZryF6g/s320/P1020869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayah, Kakak, dan Adik lagi karoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berkeringat2, kami hajar kolam renang! Nggak pada bawa baju renang, jadi langsung aja nyebur pake celana biasa. Para cewek nggak mau ikutan atas satu alasan: bajunya habis. Entah itu baju dalamnya atau baju luarnya, tapi either one sudah cukup untuk membuat mereka nggak ikutan nyemplung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-2371485829180187076?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/2371485829180187076/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=2371485829180187076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2371485829180187076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2371485829180187076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekend-trip.html' title='Weekend Trip'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7SGIwpzdb_o/RybsFOMP5nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PuW0UqYVYQw/s72-c/P1020956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7961310647508921884</id><published>2007-10-16T08:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:39:20.749+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Talk</title><content type='html'>I need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired being this patient-guy-who-listens-to-people-and-seldom-tells-anyone-about-his-own-problems. Maybe some of you would think that I'm a spoiled brat, or that I sigh too much. Some of you would think that I already spat out much of my problems, and you've heard them a lot. Some of you would think that you listened to me well, while I don't listen to you that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know, is that I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... This is stupid. I know I won't find this someone here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for taking your time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7961310647508921884?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7961310647508921884/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7961310647508921884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7961310647508921884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7961310647508921884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/10/talk.html' title='Talk'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-400722089513351911</id><published>2007-10-14T17:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:38:02.598+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Joyoux Eid-el-Fitr</title><content type='html'>Ahah! My first ever post with a non-english title! Say hurray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ucapkan selamat Idul Fitri bagi umat muslim dan umat non-muslim yang ikut2an merayakan. Sesuai dengan budaya kita, gue juga mengucapkan mohon maaf lahir dan batin. Kalo kata orang Arab, Minal Aidin Walfaidzin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, acara lebaran kali ini dihadiri oleh lebih sedikit saudara2. Thanks to my mom, yang sepertinya lagi bermasalah sama beberapa orang kakak-kakaknya. Berkat perkara inilah, kasus-kasus di bawah ini telah terjadi selama hari lebaran:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sisa makanan lebih banyak, perut semakin membesar.&lt;br /&gt;2. Waktu silaturahmi berkurang 4 jam karena tidak ada acara penutup -- karoke.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wajah orang-orang nampak jelas, jernih, cerah. Less people, less concealment.&lt;br /&gt;4. Combo 15 potong pempek dalam sehari.&lt;br /&gt;5. Defender gue naek dari 81 ke 85.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sinyal Fren di Madiun lemah syahwat, suara cewek gue putus2 mulu di telpon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyakan senengnya sih kalo sodara2 gue banyak yang ga dateng. No, I don't really miss them, and I don't really care. Gue cukup yakin mereka (yang ga dateng) semua mengucapkan kalimat arabic di paragraf 2 entry ini. Tapi buat ngelupain masalah dan bermaaf2an ama adek mereka (nyokap gue -red) aja nggak mau. Yah, namanya juga cuma budaya.. orang2 munafik pasti tetep mengucapkan "Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin" bahkan saat mereka nggak mau ngaku mereka salah. Cuma supaya mereka &lt;strong&gt;keliatan&lt;/strong&gt; beriman, baek hati, manis, dan rendah hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic? Cuma sekedar budaya.. sama kaya budaya orang pake jilbab. Pakaian melayu dijadiin ikon Islam, sementara orang kita masih sering ribut sama Malaysia. Kalo emang mau sok2 arabic, sekalian pake baju ninja item yang cuma keliatan matanya doang.. Nah &lt;strong&gt;itu &lt;/strong&gt;baru baju Arab..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-400722089513351911?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/400722089513351911/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=400722089513351911&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/400722089513351911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/400722089513351911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/10/joyoux-eid-el-fitr.html' title='Joyoux Eid-el-Fitr'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4246415315531095183</id><published>2007-10-13T05:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T05:42:17.261+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Little Daughter</title><content type='html'>Kemaren2 nemu game lama, Princess Maker 2. Setelah download DOSBox buat jadi emulator DOS di WinXP, akhirnya maen lagi game yang dulu pernah gue mainin pas masih SD.. Nostalgia banget, dengan artwork yang bagus dan animasi yang sangat simpel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya anak kita di PM2 rambutnya cokelat bergelombang. Kalo pirang bergelombang langsung gue kasih nama Laire Arien. Ya udahlah, Myle Kavielle udah cukup lumayan juga. Sebenernya dia dikasih nama Skullbreaker juga pasti suka2 aja, tapi emang ada yang mau kasih nama putrinya Skullbreaker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak gue ini jenius abis, when it comes to Art and Sensitivity. Gimana nggak, max point buat belajar Art tuh 100, dan anak gue bisa 206. Sisa 106nya dari item2 yang dia menangin dari lomba, sama berkah2 dari dewa yang liat kalo anak gue berbakat. Belajarnya Poetry mulu, dan kerjanya sukses berat di Salon. Pas gedenya jadi Artist, nikah sama seorang Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ini anak gue beneran, ngga mungkin kayaknya belajar Poetry doang. Istri gue pasti ngajak dia adventuring ke forest yang ada fairy-nya, danau-danau ber-mermaid, gunung glacier yang dijaga valkyrie, dan tentunya padang pasir.. rumahnya dewa iblis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu anak gue pernah endingnya jadi istri dewa iblis. Ada juga yang jadi istri gue. This game is twisted, dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4246415315531095183?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4246415315531095183/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4246415315531095183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4246415315531095183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4246415315531095183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-daughter.html' title='Little Daughter'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-36294038323414980</id><published>2007-10-02T09:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:33:58.242+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Greater Good</title><content type='html'>Suatu pengorbanan dibutuhkan untuk mencapai sesuatu yang lebih baik. &lt;em&gt;For the greater good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir-akhir ini harga bensin naik 5x lipat (500%) di Myanmar. Guess what, ini memicu para biksu untuk memprotes junta (diktator militer) Myanmar. Junta yang udah 20 taun berkuasa ini akhirnya didemo juga sama rakyatnya. Kenapa baru sekarang? Well, 20 taun yang lalu sih mereka udah nyoba demo, tapi hasilnya cuman 2000 nyawa melayang dan junta tetep nggak goyah. Lagian pada masa itu Cina punya kepentingan dagang di Myanmar, dan itu bikin PBB juga ngga bisa ngebelain rakyat Myanmar. Mungkin rakyat sana merasa aman damai sejahtera dengan Junta berkuasa.. sampai tiba saatnya ekonomi negara jatoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, para biksu bergerak sebagai demonstran utama. Kekuatan yang besar, karena di Myanmar 95% orang beragama Buddha. Di sana, membunuh biksu sama dosanya seperti membunuh ibu sendiri. Terlepas dari itu, sekarang udah ada 13 orang mati ditembak. Belom termasuk biksu-biksu yang ditangkep dan disiksa, trus entah kemana kabarnya. Baru kemarin ini, utusan dari PBB datang ke Myanmar. Ngapain dia? No one knows, karena sekarang media diblokir dari negara tersebut. Kabel internet nasional diputus. TV luar diputus. Turis berkamera ditangkep. Wartawan dilarang mencari kabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu banyak pengorbanan yang harus dilakukan demi menjatuhkan junta. &lt;em&gt;For the greater good.&lt;/em&gt; Tapi kali ini sampai berapa nyawa lagi harus melayang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-36294038323414980?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/36294038323414980/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=36294038323414980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/36294038323414980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/36294038323414980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/10/greater-good.html' title='Greater Good'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5356473574200316250</id><published>2007-09-30T19:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:19:59.695+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Feeling Religious</title><content type='html'>Iya, gue tau gue pernah makan babi, makan anjing, ngatain Tuhan, minum alkohol, berzinah, dan sampe sekarang gue cuma sholat 2x setaun (idul fitri sama idul adha).. bahkan baca satu huruf arab pun nggak bisa. Jadi semoga nggak ada yang komen bahwa gue gak berhak untuk merasa beragama. Btw, di KTP, gue dideteksi dan teridentifikasi sebagai umat Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, akhir-akhir ini gue mulai menyadari kalo gue makin sering berdoa. Well, gue emang ngga bisa baca huruf arab, tapi gue bisa &lt;strong&gt;ngapalin al-fatehah&lt;/strong&gt; dan &lt;strong&gt;dua kalimat syahadat&lt;/strong&gt;. Setiap kali gue mulai sekolah, gue doa dulu. Setiap kali gue mulai dan selesai makan, gue doa dulu. Kadang2 kalo gue main RO trus mau ke pulau kuya dan ngehunt ber-10 gue doa dulu supaya nggak mati dibunuh MVP. Or at least kalo mati, equip gue nggak drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasa aja? Emang harusnya gitu? Well, mungkin buat beberapa di antara kalian sih iya. Tapi kalo buat gue yang mungkin dulu setahun berdoa aja bisa diitung pake jari dan yakin kalo Tuhan itu cuma pelarian manusia yang butuh makhluk luarbiasakuat untuk dipuja karena mereka ga tau kalo asalnya manusia itu dari monyet dan bukan ada Adam &amp;amp; Hawa yang jatoh dari langit.. akhir2 ini gue ngerasa kalo gue semakin beragama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandangan gue salah?&lt;br /&gt;So be it, gue juga ga ngerti2 amat, tapi ya itu yang gue rasakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inti entry ini apa?&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya cuma pengen bilang, kalo "revelations" ato "kepercayaan" itu bisa datang pada siapapun, ngga peduli udah sedosa apapun orangnya. Tinggal masalah orang itu mau terima ato nggak, mau berubah ato nggak, dan mau percaya Tuhan ato nggak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, buat kalian ahli agama, Adam &amp;amp; Hawa kan punya anak, Kain &amp;amp; Abel. Yang satu mati. Trus keturunannya dari mana? Incest sama Hawa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5356473574200316250?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5356473574200316250/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5356473574200316250&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5356473574200316250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5356473574200316250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-religious.html' title='Feeling Religious'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4063928071326362170</id><published>2007-09-19T17:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:50:56.906+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>Bulan puasa ini aneh. Koreksi, bulan puasa memang selalu aneh bagiku. Mungkin tahun ini tidak lebih aneh daripada yang sebelum-sebelumnya, tapi tetap saja aneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa? Karena bulan puasa adalah saat di mana berbagai godaan2 yang sama sekali tidak menggoda muncul. Orang makan di depan mata sambil mengajak batal. Lagu-lagu lelucon tentang puasa terdengar di koridor sekolah. Keisengan tanpa alasan yang dilakukan hanya pada umat yang berpuasa. Dan yang membuatnya lebih aneh lagi, sebagian besar didasarkan atas kalimat-kalimat seperti:&lt;br /&gt;"Gue kan baik, dengan gini elo dapet pahala lebih banyak loh,"&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak boleh marah, elo kan puasa.. Nanti lu nggak dapet pahala,"&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo gue godain elo kan gue juga dapet pahala asal lu nggak batal,"&lt;br /&gt;dan semacamnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa sih pahala itu? Emangnya segitu pentingnya ya sampe dikejar2 banget? Emangnya kita puasa perlu mikirin pahala yang kita dapet? Apakah kita puasa ada maunya, yaitu buat banyak2in pahala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue nggak ngerti pikiran orang2... kalo mau puasa ya puasa aja, nggak usah banyak maunya. Puasa ya puasa aja, berbuat baik ya berbuat baik aja, sekedar karena emang lu pengen. Nggak usah diitungin jamnya ato pahalanya. Nanti juga Tuhan tau sendiri kok siapa yang berhak masuk surga, tanpa kita harus nimbunin pahala dengan sengaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bener nggak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4063928071326362170?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4063928071326362170/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4063928071326362170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4063928071326362170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4063928071326362170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5658001369593429711</id><published>2007-09-15T06:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:44:58.690+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Hide &amp; Seek</title><content type='html'>Minggu lalu, saya dan sesama murid-murid SMA Pangudi Luhur kelas 3 lainnya diundang ke Universitas Pelita Harapan untuk menghadiri Open House. Sesampainya di sana, kami dibagi menjadi kelompok-kelompok kecil yang masing-masing terdiri dari sepuluh orang dan satu mentor. Yang dimaksud dengan mentor adalah seorang mahasiswi UPH yang secara suka rela memimpin suatu kelompok berperan sebagai Tour Guide, mengantar, dan menunjukkan fakultas-fakultas serta jurusan-jurusan di UPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung SMA saya adalah SMA dengan komposisi murid homogen cowok, maka umumnya murid-muridnya tergiur melihat pemandangan yang tersebar di hadapan mereka: murid-murid cewek SMA lain dan mahasiswi-mahasiswi UPH. Termasuk mentor-mentor yang sedang menjalankan tugas mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selagi mereka melirik sana-sini, dua teman ngobrol saya (yang tidak termasuk dalam kategori "umum" karena mereka tidak melirik cewek-cewek) malah berantem. Jadilah, saya cari teman baru: mentor kelompok saya. Ia seorang mahasiswi dari jurusan Fisika Medis, angkatan 2004. Jurusan yang amat menarik karena hanya berisi empat orang dalam satu angkatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinya, saya hanya berniat mengorek informasi mengenai jurusan Bioteknologi Medis, yang kebetulan termasuk dalam Fakultas MIPA tempat mentor saya belajar. Jadilah kami mengobrol, dan akhirnya bukan hanya mengenai Bioteknologi, tetapi juga mengenai berbagai hal lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika siang tiba dan bus berangkat untuk mengantarkan saya dan murid-murid lainnya kembali ke sekolah, kami melambaikan tangan pada para mentor yang tadi membantu kami dan mengantar kesana-kemari. Khususnya, pada mereka yang cantik-cantik. Dan para mentor pun melakukan beberapa hal yang sama: melambaikan tangan, tersenyum senang, melemparkan ciuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian saya pun duduk tenang di kursi, hanya untuk menyadari satu hal: saya sama sekali tidak tahu bagaimana cara menghubungi teman baru saya, mentor UPH tadi. Di internet saya coba cari namanya, namun tidak membuahkan hasil. Ah, ya sudahlah... Mungkin memang sulit. Kapan-kapan akan kukirim surat saja, mungkin bisa berhasil dengan cara lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin, sebuah e-mail dikirimkan pada saya. E-mail dari mahasiswi yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm not happy, but please do tell me: How did you find me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5658001369593429711?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5658001369593429711/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5658001369593429711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5658001369593429711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5658001369593429711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/hide-seek.html' title='Hide &amp; Seek'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6514331739811797555</id><published>2007-09-14T01:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T01:23:12.628+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Ego</title><content type='html'>Meet Ego, the greatest thing humankind ever had. Its job is simple. To make us hunger. For money. For food. For love. For lust. For more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego moves us forward. It makes us urge for something. Was it our parents who made us learn to walk? No. It was our own motivation. The feeling of wanting to walk. The feeling of assurance and pride, that we could walk and not just crawl. Before you know anything, Ego has already made his home in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego defines who we are. What we like, what we do, what we feel, are all based on Ego's will. If we don't want to do something, it was because Ego rejected us to do so. If we do something, it was because Ego allows us to do so. He is a puppeteer, and we are merely his dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego is eternal. You can't deny him, as he's everywhere in the world. You can't get rid of him, because doing so is also based on Ego's will. You can't try to free your mind from Ego, for it would make you not anymore a living being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, Ego is different in each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest Ego?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6514331739811797555?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6514331739811797555/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6514331739811797555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6514331739811797555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6514331739811797555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/ego.html' title='Ego'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-2454168117480783346</id><published>2007-09-10T20:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:54:17.358+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia I</title><content type='html'>Pernahkah kita mencoba melihat masa lalu? Melihat betapa kecilnya kita dahulu, suatu bentuk yang lugu dan rapuh. Melihat benih-benih cinta pertama tersebar di hati kita. Melihat impian masa kecil kita yang sekarang terasa begitu bodoh dan amat jauh dari kenyataan yang kita alami saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kita mengingat cita-cita kita masa kecil, menjadi seorang pilot pesawat atau astronot? Yang terasa begitu jauh dengan masa kini dimana kita adalah mahasiswa yang sibuk dengan tugas-tugas, atau sekedar seorang penulis kesepian yang terjebak di kampung halamannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segalanya terasa lucu dan ringan. Masa-masa kecil terasa sungguh menyenangkan. Tak ada beban pikiran, tanggung jawab, maupun perasaan bersalah saat melakukan ini-itu. Yah, mungkin ada, tapi tidak seberat sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih ingat saat itu. Kelas empat SD, saat posisi tempat duduk tengah ditentukan oleh guru pembimbing kelasku. Aku sedang berdiri dan berpindah kursi, ketika sebuah tangan menggenggam bajuku dari belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jangan pergi. Di sini saja, duduk denganku," ujarnya. Seorang perempuan kecil yang menatapku dengan sepasang matanya yang berkilau sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menatap ke arah sang guru, yang kemudian mengabulkan permintaan gadis cilik itu. Di tengah sorak sorai anak-anak sekelas pada kami berdua, sang gadis hanya terdiam sembari menatapku, tersenyum malu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa kecil yang lucu dan menyenangkan untuk diingat. Setidaknya, untukku. Sangat berbeda dengan kenyataan sekarang, hari ini, ketika perempuan cilik yang sama kembali dalam bentuk seorang anak SMA dan bertanya padaku apakah aku mau menjadi pacarnya. Lucu, mungkin, tapi tidak begitu menyenangkan ketika mengatakan "tidak" menjadi sesuatu yang mungkin akan menyakitinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, nona, tapi aku sudah memiliki seorang kekasih. Dan aku mencintainya. Selamanya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-2454168117480783346?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/2454168117480783346/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=2454168117480783346&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2454168117480783346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2454168117480783346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/nostalgia-i.html' title='Nostalgia I'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-2379075108519909893</id><published>2007-09-07T22:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:57:05.924+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>Beberapa orang mengatakan bahwa kemarahan tidak semestinya diluapkan begitu saja. Harus dipikirkan dengan kepala dingin. Padahal, namanya juga orang marah, mampukah ia untuk mendinginkan diri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa orang lainnya mengatakan bahwa kemarahan semestinya dilepaskan, diluapkan, dan tidak dibiarkan terpendam lama. Katanya, semakin perasaan marah itu dipendam, ia akan menumpuk sampai akhirnya meledak lebih besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin itu kesalahanku. Aku bukan orang yang sabar. Aku sering ingin berteriak kesal, namun semua itu berakhir terpendam. Kenapa? Salah satunya, karena aku tidak yakin bisa menjaga kelakuanku bila tiba saatnya aku marah. Marah betulan. Bukan sekedar ngambek ato ngomel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapan terakhir kali aku marah? Saat aku menghancurkan rumahku dulu? Saat aku membuat pamanku terkena serangan jantung? Atau saat temanku harus dibawa ke rumah sakit esok harinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekalinya aku hanya marah melalui kata-kata, hasilnya pun tak jauh berbeda. Ada yang menyalahkan dirinya, ada yang tidak terima dan melawan balik, ada yang dengan rela hati menerima semua omelan itu dengan meninggalkan sebuah perasaan bahwa aku adalah sampah terburuk di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemarahanku tidak pernah berakhir baik. Kurasa, itulah kesalahanku. Dan biarlah aku tetap bersalah seperti itu, sembari aku mencoba bersabar untuk orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untung tembok tidak hancur dengan mudah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-2379075108519909893?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/2379075108519909893/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=2379075108519909893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2379075108519909893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2379075108519909893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4834720278388693294</id><published>2007-09-03T23:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:44:09.318+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beast'/><title type='text'>Coincidence</title><content type='html'>Cerita itu mengalir begitu saja di mobil temanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia merasa ada seseorang bernama Kiki dalam dirinya. Seorang anak perempuan berumur lima tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia merasa ada seseorang bernama Ian dalam dirinya. Seorang anak lelaki berumur sembilan tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia merasa ada seseorang bernama Dikha dalam dirinya. Seorang anak perempuan berumur dua belas tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka tidak mengenal satu sama lain, karena tinggal di ruangan kamar yang berbeda. Tak pernah bertengkar. Tak pernah berbincang. Mereka adalah tiga kesatuan, dan pada saat yang bersamaan adalah satu. Satu tubuh. Tiga pikiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita itu mengalir begitu saja di mobil temanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku merasa ada seseorang bernama Gild dalam diriku. Seorang anak perempuan berumur lima tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku merasa ada seseorang bernama Ego dalam diriku. Seorang anak lelaki berumur enam belas tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku merasa ada seseorang bernama Cipto dalam diriku. Seorang lelaki berumur dua puluh tujuh tahun. Hidup. Bernapas. Satu dalam aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka mengenal satu sama lain, meskipun tinggal di ruangan kamar yang berbeda. Di sebuah meja bundar tempat mereka minum teh, mereka bertemu. Seringkali bertengkar. Seringkali berbincang. Mereka adalah tiga kesatuan, dan pada saat yang bersamaan adalah satu. Satu tubuh. Tiga pikiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita itu mengalir begitu saja di mobil temanku. Cerita kami berdua yang membuatku merinding, dan bulu kudukku berdiri, sementara senyum pahit yang dipaksakan muncul di wajahku itu menatap ke arah luar jendela, enggan terlihat oleh sang pengemudi yang sedang bercerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan itu mengerikan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4834720278388693294?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4834720278388693294/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4834720278388693294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4834720278388693294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4834720278388693294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7071277872746759151</id><published>2007-09-01T00:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T08:50:30.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Currently...</title><content type='html'>Sleepless: 42 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Foodless: 20 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7071277872746759151?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7071277872746759151/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7071277872746759151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7071277872746759151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7071277872746759151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/09/currently.html' title='Currently...'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-8752099773727081209</id><published>2007-08-26T18:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:55:37.896+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>At last!</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya! Setelah sekian lama menunggu, tanggal 22 Agustus 2007 yang lalu gue umur 17 tahun dan memasuki status LEGAL di Indonesia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, mampus kalian semua, sekarang bahan tertawaan berkurang satu! Saya LEGAL! LEGALLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal ngurus KTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, jadi kapan kita menikah? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-8752099773727081209?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/8752099773727081209/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=8752099773727081209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8752099773727081209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/8752099773727081209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-last.html' title='At last!'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7804582487310524374</id><published>2007-08-15T14:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:03:55.450+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Breakdown</title><content type='html'>Last night was disappointing, heart-breaking, and somehow irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it would be just temporary like the book says, I still don't like it. I know I don't want to do this. I know what I should do. But it seemed like my brain doesn't work well with my heart. The feeling was gone. There was just void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental breakdowns hurt. Time for me to rest, or I'll never get up anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7804582487310524374?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7804582487310524374/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7804582487310524374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7804582487310524374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7804582487310524374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/08/mental-breakdown.html' title='Mental Breakdown'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-5517855738886443051</id><published>2007-08-12T19:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T01:09:46.130+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribbles'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen &lt;em&gt;dearest's &lt;/em&gt;blog until just now. Know what? I was tagged like a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cipto&lt;br /&gt;2. Cito&lt;br /&gt;3. Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. Moonblade&lt;br /&gt;2. Rivendare&lt;br /&gt;3. umm.. Moonblade Rivendare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drank 500ml milk&lt;br /&gt;2. Opened the door for my brother&lt;br /&gt;3. Wondered what's dearest doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;There's just not enough space for Pride here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pride&lt;br /&gt;2. Pride&lt;br /&gt;3. Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR ORIGINS:&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. Mother's womb&lt;br /&gt;3. Dearest's love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'RE AFRAID OF:&lt;br /&gt;1. The feeling of being unneeded and unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;2. Being taken control by ego.&lt;br /&gt;3. Window in a dark room, especially ones with a balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Pants&lt;br /&gt;3. Underwear (I mean it, they're the only things on me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Love&lt;br /&gt;2. Edibles&lt;br /&gt;3. Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE IMPORTANT OBJECTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Brain&lt;br /&gt;2. Heart&lt;br /&gt;3. Reproductive organs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Twilight Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;2. L'arc-en-Ciel&lt;br /&gt;3. Bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sharing smiles with the loved ones&lt;br /&gt;2. Proving my self-worthiness&lt;br /&gt;3. Daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flight of the Bumblebee - Maksim&lt;br /&gt;2. Victory - Bond&lt;br /&gt;3. Song of Storm and Fire - Kajiura Yuuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get myself an ID Card&lt;br /&gt;2. Get married (Katanya oktober, sayang? =P)&lt;br /&gt;3. Write a full hundreds-of-page script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU REGRET:&lt;br /&gt;1. My father.&lt;br /&gt;2. My age.&lt;br /&gt;3. My arrogancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: Right now?&lt;br /&gt;1. My dearest&lt;br /&gt;2. Mutual understanding&lt;br /&gt;3. Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE IMPORTANT THINGS YOU'VE GIVING TO THE WORLD:&lt;br /&gt;First thing's first, your English suck. Oh, and about the answer, all I've done in my life is what I've given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in order):&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a sixty trapped in a sixteen's body.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whales hide their faces in the bottom of the sea when they're being shy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Number 1 and 2 is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;1. Glasses&lt;br /&gt;2. Smile&lt;br /&gt;3. Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE EMOTIONAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;1. Laughter&lt;br /&gt;2. Childishness&lt;br /&gt;3. Cuteness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. Totally hate females.&lt;br /&gt;2. Totally not hate males.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not scream when watching super-scary horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST:&lt;br /&gt;1. My childhood&lt;br /&gt;2. My ultra-cute rubber croc&lt;br /&gt;3. Times when school life was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Love&lt;br /&gt;2. Blessing for wedding&lt;br /&gt;3. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE REASONS WHY YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE:&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone is different, and I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Writing&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish this ASAP&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a bath&lt;br /&gt;3. Be with dearest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. Writer&lt;br /&gt;2. Researcher&lt;br /&gt;3. Investor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR HOLIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, as long as I'll be with you, dearest (nggak nemu jawaban lain.. ini udah paling bener)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CARTOON CHARACTERS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Erin Fortezzaquila&lt;br /&gt;2. Azshara Rivendare&lt;br /&gt;3. Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE BOY’S NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Laurel&lt;br /&gt;2. Leon&lt;br /&gt;3. Shara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIRL'S NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Arien&lt;br /&gt;2. Sheila&lt;br /&gt;3. Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:..&lt;br /&gt;Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn, FEI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-5517855738886443051?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/5517855738886443051/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=5517855738886443051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5517855738886443051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/5517855738886443051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3472849675722592729</id><published>2007-07-20T11:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:51:52.300+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>Aku perlu meminta maaf kepada blogku ini karena telah meninggalkannya begitu lama. Padahal nggak sedikit yang bisa ditulis di sini, khususnya mengenai liburan lalu yang menyenangkan. Berhubung ceritanya cukup panjang, maka akan kubagi-bagi menjadi beberapa bagian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minggu, 8 Juli 2007&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;datang ke Jakarta. Maunya sih naik kereta, tapi apa boleh buat, tiket tak dapat bus pun jadi. Aku dan Taufik berangkat pagi hari untuk menjemputnya di Terminal Lebak Bulus. Dan seperti biasa, bus &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;terlambat cukup lama. Alhasil, kami bosan menunggu dan kembali ke rumah untuk menjemput Hisyam. Baru dua menit kami meninggalkan Carrefour Lebak Bulus, &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;menelpon. Dia baru saja sampai. Huiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari dilanjutkan dengan berkumpul di Fantasy &amp; Games. Keluarga besar Celestine Empire untuk pertama kalinya mengadakan pertemuan besar-besaran di sana, yang diisi dengan canda tawa, snack, kue-kue, minuman, menambah berat lemak dan daging di tubuh, serta MAIN DnD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usai acara tersebut, aku, &lt;em&gt;dearest&lt;/em&gt;, Muddy, Fei, dan Panda pergi untuk menginap di rumah Panda. Sayangnya, Muddy ditelpon di tengah jalan dan diminta ngapel sama ceweknya. Jadi dia hanya mengantar, lalu segera pergi. Di rumah Panda kami MAIN DnD lagi, lalu beristirahat untuk esok hari. Hari yang amat menyenangkan, apalagi ditutup dengan wajah kaget khas &lt;em&gt;dearest. &lt;/em&gt;Wajah yang selalu muncul setiap kali kami bertemu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa dia selalu kaget? Tanyakan sendiri ke orangnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3472849675722592729?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3472849675722592729/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3472849675722592729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3472849675722592729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3472849675722592729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6683112223188619203</id><published>2007-07-01T21:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:48:34.431+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Warhammer</title><content type='html'>Adalah sebuah game miniatur-modelling, di mana kita menjadi seorang pemimpin yang mengerahkan pasukan kita untuk menghabisi musuh. Dijual satuan seharga puluhan ribu sampai paketan seharga jutaan. Game mahal. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka game ini karena banyak faction-faction lucu yang beredar. Strategi, cerita, dan flavor mereka pun berbeda. Misalnya faction yang dipakai oleh salah seorang temanku, &lt;em&gt;Wood Elves&lt;/em&gt;. Faction penjaga hutan ini kerjanya kabur lari-lari sambil memanah targetnya. Atau &lt;em&gt;High Elves &lt;/em&gt;yang memiliki sihir-sihir kuat. Sementara faction favoritku adalah &lt;em&gt;Bretonnia&lt;/em&gt;, para noble knight berkuda dengan strategi dasar yang amat sederhana. &lt;strong&gt;CHARGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, aku juga cukup suka dengan strategi yang diperlukan dalam bermain. Penempatan pasukan, prajurit apa yang dipakai, persiapan sihir, penggunaan &lt;em&gt;terrain&lt;/em&gt; untuk menambahkan kelebihan dalam posisi, dan lain-lainnya. Nggak se-realistis perang betulan, sih.. tapi cukup lah untuk sekedar game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ini ada &lt;em&gt;campaign &lt;/em&gt;global dunia dalam game Warhammer, yaitu &lt;strong&gt;Nemesis Crown&lt;/strong&gt;. Ceritanya, Nemesis Crown ini adalah artefak jahat berkekuatan tinggi yang baru saja ditemukan kembali. Dengan kemunculannya, seluruh faction di Warhammer maju untuk berperang memperebutkannya. Masing-masing dengan alasan yang berbeda-beda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wood Elves &lt;/em&gt;sekedar menjaga hutannya. &lt;em&gt;Dwarves &lt;/em&gt;ingin menguburnya kembali. Dan &lt;em&gt;Bretonnia&lt;/em&gt;... mereka menjual jasa mereka untuk mendapatkan tanah. Kenapa tanah? Adat di &lt;em&gt;Bretonnia&lt;/em&gt;, seorang knight yang berjasa dalam perang akan dihadiahkan tanah. Dan karena knight &lt;em&gt;Bretonnia &lt;/em&gt;amat sangat kuat dan hampir tidak pernah kalah, maka bangsanya kehabisan tanah untuk dihadiahkan. Stupid, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, kenapa aku menulis entry ini? Teringat tentang &lt;strong&gt;tujuan&lt;/strong&gt;. Apa sih, tujuan kita hidup? Uang? Cinta? Kehormatan? Sex? Iseng? Aku rasa masing-masing di antara kita punya jawaban tersendiri. Sekedar ingin tahu saja sih, sebenarnya, seandainya ada yang mau membaginya di sini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6683112223188619203?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6683112223188619203/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6683112223188619203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6683112223188619203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6683112223188619203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/07/warhammer.html' title='Warhammer'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3019058127199044292</id><published>2007-06-25T14:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:40:54.688+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Roleplayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is heavily Dungeons and Dragons related.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roleplayer, suatu sebutan dalam DnD untuk seseorang yang dapat bersandiwara sebagai karakter selain diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin terdengar mudah, namun (setidaknya menurut saya) &lt;em&gt;roleplaying&lt;/em&gt; bukanlah hanya bersandiwara, melainkan meresapi dan memahami karakter tersebut secara menyeluruh. Baik dari emosi, sifat dasar, sampai pandangan akan kehidupan. Dengan begitu, kita sendiri literally menjadi karakter tersebut secara tidak langsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, it's fun being a roleplayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa sih, yang tidak pernah sekalipun berpikir untuk menjadi seseorang yang lain? Yang &lt;em&gt;lebih&lt;/em&gt;, yang &lt;em&gt;sempurna, &lt;/em&gt;yang memiliki sifat dan karakter seperti yang kita dambakan untuk diri sendiri, yang cocok untuk dipakai dalam membuat cerita bagus, atau yang &lt;em&gt;[masukkan kata sifat di sini]&lt;/em&gt;. Apalagi kalau didukung dengan &lt;em&gt;environment &lt;/em&gt;yang sempurna pula, hasil karya otak manusia yang amat canggih dan mengenal istilah &lt;em&gt;fantasi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyenangkan, kadang. Khususnya, karena bermain DnD sebagai &lt;em&gt;roleplayer &lt;/em&gt;membuat main lebih dari sekedar mencari kesenangan. Cerita yang bagus pun lahir dari &lt;em&gt;roleplaying. &lt;/em&gt;Saya yakin, semua penulis cerita yang mendasarkan cerita mereka pada &lt;em&gt;Dungeons and Dragons &lt;/em&gt;akan me-&lt;em&gt;roleplay&lt;/em&gt; karakter mereka untuk menentukan alur cerita dan tindakan-tindakan yang diambil karakternya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya (atau sialnya mungkin), saya suka menulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, it's not fun being a roleplayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalah utama yang sering saya hadapi adalah pengendalian emosi. Tidak jarang emosi dan perasaan karakter yang saya &lt;em&gt;roleplay &lt;/em&gt;meresap ke dalam diri saya sendiri. Perasaan tersebut seakan-akan bersarang di hati saya, meskipun ketika saya pikir secara logis, tidak ada alasan bagi saya untuk merasa seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagus kalau perasaan yang meresap itu mengandung &lt;em&gt;kebahagiaan, cinta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;kasih, &lt;/em&gt;atau &lt;em&gt;kebaikan hati. &lt;/em&gt;Lebih bagus lagi bila perasaan itu bisa saya sebarkan ke orang lain agar mereka ikut bahagia. Tapi kalau perasaan itu adalah &lt;em&gt;kebencian &lt;/em&gt;dan &lt;em&gt;kesengsaraan&lt;/em&gt;? Bisa pula saya sebarkan ke orang lain agar mereka ikut sengsara, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya belum ahli dalam memisahkan &lt;em&gt;khayalan &lt;/em&gt;dan &lt;em&gt;kenyataan&lt;/em&gt;. Kadang berhasil, kadang tidak. Dan saat ini, saya rasa saya butuh bantuan dalam melakukannya. Apakah ada yang bersedia membantu saya dengan setidaknya menjawab pertanyaan "bagaimana caranya?" ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3019058127199044292?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3019058127199044292/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3019058127199044292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3019058127199044292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3019058127199044292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/06/roleplayer.html' title='Roleplayer'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6170207406036483686</id><published>2007-06-13T05:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:26:40.129+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><title type='text'>Village Adventure</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya kembali ke Jakarta dengan selamat sehat walafiat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hari yang lalu, sekolahku mengadakan acara Live In (semacam bakti sosial, tapi para siswa tinggal bersama dengan penduduk setempat) di sebuah daerah bernama Boro, Jawa Tengah. Boro terletak sekitar satu jam perjalanan dari Yogyakarta. Perjalanan dari Jakarta memakan waktu sekitar 14 jam menggunakan bus. Di Boro sendiri, kami hanya menetap selama 4 hari 3 malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama, kebagian rumah yang berada sekitar 5km dari basecamp awal semuanya berkumpul, pas nyampe langsung disambut oleh kakak dan ibu angkatku. Sehari itu diisi dengan ngobrol2 bersama ibu dan membantu kegiatan rumah tangga. Sore hari, adikku pulang dari sekolah. Berhubung ibu sedang membelah buah kakao dan aku yang menawarkan bantuan sepertinya tidak berguna banyak, jadilah aku menghabiskan waktu berjalan2 ke sawah bersama adik. Malamnya, ngumpul di rumah kepala desa yang punya tempat khusus buat arisan. Main kartu sampe jam 10an, lalu pulang dan tidur. Ditemani dengung tawon yang bersarang di kamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua, berkelana ke desa sebelah bersama teman-teman. Sambil nonton anjing dibakar, kami main kartu lagi hanya dengan duduk di atas batu dan menggunakan papan catur sebagai meja kartu. Lalu, menemani teman2 pulang dan duel catur dengan orang terjago seangkatan. Meskipun situasi sangat menguntungkan bagiku, salah satu temanku yang beraliaskan "si freak" menggerak-gerakkan bidak catur kudaku dan bersuara seperti kuda. Jadilah aku kalah karena konsentrasi buyar dan tertawa sampai puas. Usai main, ditawarin tongseng anjing, dengan bahan segar yang baru pagi tadi dibunuh. Aku tentu menolak. Cuman nyicip sepotong kecil. Kemudian, pulang ke rumah dan menghabiskan waktu bersama adik. Malam, kembali berkumpul ke rumah kepala desa dan main kartu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ketiga, karena merasa ini hari terakhir dan pengen cari kenangan seru, aku pergi ke air terjun Curug yang ternyata cukup jauh dari desa. Pakai mobil bak buat ngangkut sapi pun makan sekitar satu jam. Tapi nggak rugi, setelah outbound seru melompati bebatuan licin nan berlumut, air terjunnya bagus banget. Bisa mandi di situ pula, sayang nggak bawa baju ganti. Anehnya, di sana sinyal fren kuat. Kesempatan, nelpon &lt;em&gt;dearest&lt;/em&gt; aja. Pulang ke desa, menemani teman2 makan tongseng anjing, lalu kembali ke rumah. Sisanya diisi dengan tidur karena lelah, dan mencari dedaunan di sawah bersama adik. Adik, kamu seram deh bawa2 sabit kemana-mana. Malamnya, seperti biasa, berkumpul di rumah kepala desa dan pulang jam 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari keempat, berpamitan dengan keluarga angkat dan pergi ke Yogya. Tentunya beli titipan anak2: &lt;strong&gt;Kaos Adem Air, Paket Wisata Dasar Laut. Dapatkan diskon hingga 70%. Terbang murah nyawa murah, kami ahlinya. &lt;/strong&gt;Serta bikin tattoo temporari (harus pake i, bukan y) di punggung tangan. Pengennya sih ketemuan sama temen di sana, tapi apa boleh buat, waktu mepet dan dia lagi ada semesteran. Untuk menemani perjalanan pulang, aku beli kaset &lt;strong&gt;Bond: Explosive. &lt;/strong&gt;Nggak rugi, ternyata. Perempuan-perempuan cantik ini memainkan kwartet string dengan sangat indah (kwartet string terdiri dari Violin Sopran, Violin Alto, Viola, dan Cello). Sambil nyolong walkman temen, perjalanan ke Jakarta selama 13 jam hampir tak terasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side stories:&lt;br /&gt;1. Malam hari, temanku mau mandi. Pakai senter dong, karena gelap. Sambil ngambil air, keliatan bayang2 di dasar bak mandi. Lele. Mujair. Belut. "Anjir! Gue udah sikat gigi dua kali di sana!" katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Desa ini punya sedikit listrik, sekedar untuk lampu. Tapi nggak berlaku buat beberapa rumah seperti yang punya AC, atau PS2 dua biji buat rental, atau kulkas dan dua TV warna. "Harusnya rumah gue nih yang dijadiin tempat Live In!" kata salah satu temanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jalan rame2 malam hari, nganter temen pulang. Pake senter, kan gelap. Di jalan, ngeliat bapak2 tua jalan nggak pake senter dengan tangan di belakang. "Mari pak," ujar anak2. "Ya, mari..." balas bapaknya dengan suara seperti mayat hidup. Setelah berpapasan, anak2 sadar bahwa dia bawa golok di belakang. Langsung pada ngibrit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jam dinding di rumah menunjukkan 7.15, saatnya pergi ke tempat pak kepala desa. Nyampe di sana 5 menit kemudian. Jam dinding di sana menunjukkan 5.30. Aku menatap jam sakuku. 7.05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kalau di Jakarta ada anjing dirantai buat jaga rumah, di sana ada orang gila dirantai dan mengejarmu dengan empat kaki sambil menggonggong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ada guru boker di bis sebelah, padahal tulisannya &lt;strong&gt;urine only&lt;/strong&gt;. Sambil bus goyang2 karena jalannya cepat dan berbatu, ngecret2 lah itu fasces yang nggak bisa disiram ke mana-mana. Udah disemprot bayfresh pun, baunya masih terasa amat segar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6170207406036483686?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6170207406036483686/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6170207406036483686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6170207406036483686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6170207406036483686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/06/village-adventure.html' title='Village Adventure'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-4316343811781540313</id><published>2007-06-07T06:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T06:55:52.827+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribbles'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Neng</title><content type='html'>1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.“...susu karena akan meningkatkan pengeluaran..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV? Kabelvision Schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is: 7.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time? 6.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Someone ironing outside my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing? Yesterday, Multiverse (warnet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at? Ya monitor, lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing? underwear, celana santai bali, kaos sma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night? think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh? Last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in? a clock, two puzzles, AC, remot AC, cetekan lampu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately? all my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz? simply a tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw? pirates of the caribbean: at world's end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy? an engagement ring, a house, sama resepsi... oh, sama buat nyogok bikin ktp, soalnya ga ngaruh kalo gue nikah tapi gak legal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know: umm, i love my girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? erase war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance? tergantung, yang ada seninya atau yang cuman joget kaya ayam dijepret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush: bushy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? Arien, berdasarkan persetujuan dengan calon istri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? Leon (kalo leo) ato Laurel (kalo nggak leo). Laurel nama cowok, btw.. moga2 anak gue yang ini bishonen supaya bisa dikerjain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad? cewek gue ikut gak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates? Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must also do this meme in THEIR journal: yang mau aja lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-4316343811781540313?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/4316343811781540313/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=4316343811781540313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4316343811781540313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/4316343811781540313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/06/1.html' title='Tagged by Neng'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-607238934030457370</id><published>2007-06-03T21:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:14:28.770+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Is one tough thing to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sendiri bukan orang yang bisa dibilang bertanggung jawab. Sangat banyak hal yang tidak berhasil kulakukan, janji-janji yang tidak ditepati, maupun hal-hal kecil yang terlupakan. Ya, aku menyesal akan semua itu, aku meminta maaf akan semua itu, dan aku ingin membayar tanggung jawab yang tidak kutepati dengan suatu bentuk ganti rugi. Sayangnya, aku tidak tahu bagaimana caranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti kakakku yang berbisnis sepatu. Ia menerima pesanan sebuah sepatu, tapi ia membuat sepatu tersebut tidak sesuai dengan pesanan. Alasannya, "Aku nggak punya cetakan seperti itu! Ya mau bagaimana lagi?" Padahal, sang pemesan sepatu tadinya akan menikah mengenakan sepatu pesanannya itu. Dan sekarang hancurlah sudah rencana indah tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurasa, sudah sepantasnya kakakku meminta maaf, bertanggung jawab, serta mengganti kerugian yang dialami oleh pemesan sepatu itu. Sayangnya, lelaki bajingan yang satu ini bersikeras bahwa ia berada di posisi yang benar, dengan alasan "tidak punya cetakan, karena itu harus memaklumi hal tersebut." Ia bahkan tidak meminta maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak ingin menjadi seperti dia. Aku ingin meminta maaf. Aku ingin mengganti rugi. Hanya saja aku tak tahu bagaimana caranya. Apalagi di saat pihak yang kurugikan tidak memberi tahu aku apa yang ia inginkan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-607238934030457370?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/607238934030457370/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=607238934030457370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/607238934030457370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/607238934030457370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/06/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-935638704057070653</id><published>2007-05-28T00:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:29:46.626+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Inventions</title><content type='html'>Seminggu terakhir ini dipenuhi dengan tugas-tugas yang menjadi beban di akhir semester, apalagi makalah Fisika mengenai sistem pendingin. Selagi browsing google mencari artikel untuk dibajak isinya, sku mendapatkan topik yang cukup menarik, yaitu pendingin mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menulis makalah itu membuatku menyadari betapa hebatnya kita manusia. Dengan berbagai ide dan kreatifitas, muncullah sekarang ribuan penemuan yang mempermudah hidup. Lebih lagi, dalam satu abad terakhir ini, penemuan menjadi berkali-kali lipat lebih banyak. Lihat saja, manusia butuh jutaan tahun sampai mereka menemukan mesin uap. Tidak lama kemudian, kita bisa terbang dengan pesawat. Lalu, bisa meluncurkan roket ke luar angkasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia itu hebat. Kita mesti bersyukur dilahirkan sebagai manusia. Kalau kita jadi nyamuk, gimana? Kena bersin aja bisa langsung mampus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-935638704057070653?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/935638704057070653/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=935638704057070653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/935638704057070653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/935638704057070653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/inventions.html' title='Inventions'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3056894653723092388</id><published>2007-05-20T17:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:35:00.613+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Dear Brother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Entry berjudul Dear [insert name here] ditujukan pada satu orang saja. Harap maklum kalo isinya mungkin nggak dimengerti sama beberapa orang. Alasan kenapa surat pribadi masuk ke blog, karena ada suatu cerita di sini yang nggak eksplisit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a. Selamat ulang tahun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Semoga sukses bisnis sepatunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Semakin lama kamu semakin mirip bapak. Dan aku semakin nggak suka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3056894653723092388?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3056894653723092388/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3056894653723092388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3056894653723092388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3056894653723092388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-brother.html' title='Dear Brother...'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-7161226556002756239</id><published>2007-05-18T22:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:04:26.438+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Couldn't Care Less</title><content type='html'>Salah satu kebiasaan burukku adalah menertawakan perbuatan orang lain. Meskipun mungkin hal tersebut sama sekali tidak lucu bagi mereka. Meskipun aku menyinggung dan merendahkan mereka secara tidak langsung. Tapi aku senang melakukannya, dan sampai sekarang aku tidak menyesal menertawakan mereka. Tolong jangan ditiru, atau tak lama lagi dunia akan penuh dengan hewan-hewan egois keparat yang berkeliaran bebas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya hari ini, sekali lagi aku menemukan suatu hal lucu untuk ditertawakan. Seorang temanku (sekali lagi) menjilat ludahnya sendiri. Berbuat selayaknya pegas, berkata sesuatu dan bertindak persis kebalikannya. Aku cukup yakin, untuk temanku yang sedang berbunga-bunga itu, hal ini sama sekali tidak lucu. Apalagi dengan frase "People Change" yang dipergunakannya untuk mempertahankan aksi kocaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengennya sih minta maap, tapi setelah dipikir-pikir, "what the hell, kalau ga mau ditertawakan ya berbuat pakai otak sedikit kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya, aku sendiri mungkin akan amat kesal apabila ditertawakan. Apalagi kalau perbuatan yang kulakukan menurutku tidak salah. Tapi aku akan menempatkan diri pada orang yang menertawakan aku, dan melihat sisi pandangnya. Mencari tahu apa yang bodoh dan salah dari perbuatanku, dan mengkoreksi diriku. Harusnya, kalau sampai bisa ditertawakan, berarti aku melakukan kesalahan dalam perbuatanku yang semestinya diperbaiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucunya, temanku yang ini (katanya) mau berubah. Sudah berkali-kali mengumumkan bahwa ia mau berubah, tapi tetap seperti itu-itu saja. Lucu, ternyata manusia bisa lebih bodoh dari keledai yang tidak akan jatuh ke lubang yang sama dua kali. Aku senang, punya hiburan seperti ini. Entah kenapa, meski aku tahu ini tidak baik, tapi menggembirakan menonton penderitaaan orang yang disebabkan oleh dirinya sendiri. Setidaknya, bisa sedikit melegakan hati dari lelah duniawi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-7161226556002756239?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/7161226556002756239/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=7161226556002756239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7161226556002756239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/7161226556002756239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/couldnt-care-less.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Care Less'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3644404733845521229</id><published>2007-05-18T07:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:44:07.095+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><title type='text'>Dear Dearest... (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Entry berjudul Dear [insert name here] ditujukan pada satu orang saja. Harap maklum kalo isinya mungkin nggak dimengerti sama beberapa orang. Alasan kenapa surat pribadi masuk ke blog, karena ada suatu cerita di sini yang nggak eksplisit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Boleh minta resep-resepnya Bunda nggak? Mau bikin sambel terasi yang kemaren, biar bisa pamer ama anak-anak ntar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Kamu cantik deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Sekolahku masuk kompas lagi hari ini. Kamu emang nggak langganan, tapi masih bisa liat di website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Kangen, sayang. Hari ini belum peluk kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. Flashdisk dan Toothbrush yang ketinggalan dikirim aja yah. Flashdisk-nya aku butuh, jadi kalo bisa ya secepatnya. Maap ngerepotin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f. *liat kiri-kanan* ... ah, masa mau bilang 'Sayang, aku sayang kamu!' aja harus waktu lagi sepi sih?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3644404733845521229?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3644404733845521229/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3644404733845521229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3644404733845521229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3644404733845521229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-dearest-1.html' title='Dear Dearest... (1)'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-6436733689289391100</id><published>2007-05-12T21:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:22:18.751+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>White Lies</title><content type='html'>Aku cukup yakin, kita semua mengenal istilah "White Lie"; sebuah kebohongan yang diperbuat demi kebaikan. Istilah yang cukup umum digunakan, berhubung tidak sedikit di antara kita yang sering berbuat seperti ini. Atau mengaku berbuat seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topik yang ingin kuangkat hari ini adalah, "Benarkah White Lie lebih baik daripada kejujuran?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa orang bilang, kejujuran itu amat sangat berharga, dan kita harus selalu jujur. Seperti biasa, ajaran sejak jaman dahulu kala pun seperti itu. Tetapi pada saat-saat mendesak di mana kejujuran berarti penderitaan, White Lie menjadi alternatif yang cukup digemari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh kasus kuambil dari salah satu film seri favoritku, ROME. Di film tersebut, seorang lelaki (Lucius) yang cepat naik darah tidak tahu bahwa istrinya berselingkuh. Teman baiknya (Pullo) mengetahui hal ini, tapi tidak berbicara sepatah katapun pada Lucius. Ia yakin, bila Lucius sampai mengetahui hal ini, keluarga Lucius bisa hancur berantakan. Sampai suatu saat Lucius tahu sendiri, dan seperti dugaan Pullo, keluarganya rusak seketika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada satu sisi, mungkin pendapat Pullo benar. Lebih baik menghindari masalah. Tetapi di lain sisi, apakah itu baik untuk hidup dalam kebohongan? Untuk tertawa dan tersenyum bebas di saat kita tidak tahu orang-orang di sekitar kita menyimpan suatu rahasia besar? Saat semua orang lain membicarakan dirimu di balik layar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-6436733689289391100?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/6436733689289391100/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=6436733689289391100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6436733689289391100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/6436733689289391100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/white-lies.html' title='White Lies'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-3383010342894621307</id><published>2007-05-11T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:07:27.421+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>People Changes</title><content type='html'>Manusia itu makhluk yang paling lucu di seluruh jagad raya. Setidaknya, begitu sih menurutku. Mereka memiliki pemikiran yang jauh lebih maju dibanding binatang apapun lainnya, namun terkadang mereka begitu bodohnya sampai-sampai perbuatan mereka itu lucu untuk ditonton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu yang ingin kupertanyakan hari ini adalah mengenai perubahan. Manusia amat sering berubah pendapat dan perbuatan. Perubahan merupakan suatu aspek utama dalam kehidupan manusia. Bayangkan kalau kita nggak boleh berubah, sekali ngomong "Gue males sekolah ah" harus males terus. Nah, masalah utamanya adalah, kapan perubahan ini terjadi dan bagaimana cara seseorang mendeteksinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa contoh kasus, misalnya temanku yang tergila-gila pada seorang perempuan bersuami, namun tidak mengakui hubungan mereka meskipun di depan umum mereka bermesraan lewat telepon. Atau &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;yang sempat senang karena bisa bersikap cuek, namun dalam waktu dekat kembali menjadi &lt;em&gt;nosy obaa-san (nenek tukang ikut campur urusan orang).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest &lt;/em&gt;pernah menyebut hal seperti ini sebagai &lt;em&gt;the consistency of being inconsistent. &lt;/em&gt;Suatu lingkaran aneh yang berhubungan sekaligus bermusuhan satu sama lain. Aku cukup yakin, kita semua pernah melakukan perubahan seperti ini. Beberapa mengatakannya sebagai "denial", "ingkar", atau sekedar "bohong". Padahal seperti yang diajarkan oleh nenek moyang kita, berbohong bukanlah perbuatan baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaannya, kapankah orang disebut &lt;em&gt;berubah&lt;/em&gt; dan kapankah mereka disebut &lt;em&gt;denying &lt;/em&gt;atau &lt;em&gt;berbohong&lt;/em&gt;? Sebelum kita mengetahui hal tersebut, tidak akan pernah jelas batasan antara mereka yang &lt;em&gt;benar-benar berubah&lt;/em&gt; dan mereka yang &lt;em&gt;sekedar mencari alasan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-3383010342894621307?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/3383010342894621307/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=3383010342894621307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3383010342894621307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/3383010342894621307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/people-changes.html' title='People Changes'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-2215448340636094265</id><published>2007-05-11T14:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:21:27.450+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moonblade'/><title type='text'>Restart</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya, sebelum entry ini, pernah ada 34 entry lainnya yang kuhapus. Hari ini aku ingin mengulang segalanya. Tentu, itu tidak bisa terjadi di dunia nyata. Bagaimanapun, pengalaman adalah sesuatu yang tidak boleh dibuang. Kalau bisa, malah diabadikan. Lalu kenapa, menyadari hal tersebut, aku menghapus 34 entry yang lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alasan jelasnya sih, aku nggak tahu juga. Mungkin karena aku merasa blogku berantakan, dan semestinya sedikit lebih rapi dengan labels. Mungkin karena aku membaca ulang seluruh blog ini dan merasa bahwa sebagian besar tulisanku ditujukan untuk diriku sendiri, menjadikan blog bukan tempat untuk berbagi namun tempat untuk monolog. Mungkin juga, karena aku sekedar sedang bermasalah secara mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kutulis di entry-ku yang sebelumnya, tidak akan menjadi ludah yang kujilat sendiri. Aku tetap menyimpan 34 entry tersebut dalam ingatanku. Mereka akan menjadi pengalaman yang mengajariku untuk maju di kehidupan ini. Pengalaman terlalu mahal untuk disia-siakan, apalagi yang membahagiakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah sebuah awal yang baru. Untuk entry-entry setelah ini, kuharap aku bisa menuliskan mereka dengan lebih baik, sehingga tidak hanya berguna bagi diriku namun juga demi orang lain yang membacanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-2215448340636094265?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/2215448340636094265/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=2215448340636094265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2215448340636094265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/2215448340636094265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2007/05/restart.html' title='Restart'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36430095.post-116152217671794551</id><published>2006-10-22T18:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:25:42.645+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2877/4071/1600/DA%20Avatar%20-%20Shara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2877/4071/200/DA%20Avatar%20-%20Shara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! My first ever blog post! Pertama-tama, sekalian naro gambar buat avatar gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman gue bilang, menulis jurnal kehidupan itu penting. Dengan begitu, kita bisa melihat ke belakang dan belajar dari masa lalu. Bagaimanapun juga, pengalaman adalah sesuatu yang sangat amat berharga. Mumpung umur gue baru 16, ada baiknya gue mulai menulis pengalaman-pengalaman hidup dari sekarang. Nanti kalau udah tua, bisa ngeliat masa-masa muda gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu cara yang efektif sih menulis keseharian kita secara rutin, tapi kadang-kadang malas melakukannya dan kemudian terbengkalai. Pengalaman pribadi sih, gue pernah nyoba rutin bikin jurnal sehari-hari, tapi nggak pernah lebih dari seminggu udah ditinggalin. Jadi gue sekarang nyoba alternatif yang efektif dan &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;, yaitu blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeliat temen-temen gue lainnya yang blogging dan mengomentari entry-entry mereka, tertarik juga lama-lama buat ikutan. Moga-moga sih, gue nggak cuman ngeblog beberapa kali doang trus ditinggalin. Pengennya supaya bisa rutin terus menerus. Soalnya beberapa temen gue juga ada yang cuman bikin account blog doang, trus cuman entry sekali, lalu ditinggalin tanpa entry berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang pepatah katakan, &lt;em&gt;pengalaman adalah guru yang paling hebat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36430095-116152217671794551?l=scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/feeds/116152217671794551/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36430095&amp;postID=116152217671794551&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/116152217671794551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36430095/posts/default/116152217671794551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet-moonblade.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogging.html' title='Blogging?'/><author><name>Moonblade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11651994558109410335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/i/rivendare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
