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THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS [Lonely Road + Acoustic Track]

01. You Better Pray
02. No Spell
03. Pen And Paper
04. Represent
05. Pull Me Back
06. Step Right Up
07. Believe
08. Pleads And Postcards
09. Lonely Road
10. Senioritis
11. Godspeed

ACOUSTIC TRACK:
12. Grim Goodbye
13. Damn Regret
14. Seventeen Aint So Sweet
15. Justify
16. Face Down
17. Your Guardian Angel

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Tracklists:

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http://rapidshare.com/files/164643755/BS_-_C2__On1onH3aD_.rar

Bonus Tracks :
14 Rock Me In
15 Phonography
16 Amnesia

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i-Tunes BonusTracks :
17 Quicksand
18 Trouble
19 Rock Boy (B-Side)

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i am not prepared for the final exam blaaaaaaaah. UN or disingkat ujian nasional apalah itu bla bla bla bla. it makes me feel sucks damn sucks. deep inside my heart, i always screaming like, "please gue belom pengen masa sma gue berakhir" and "gue pengen cepet-cepet kuliah biar bisa hura hura".

*swoosh*

i had to wipe those crazy little thing in my mind. all i want now is focus-ing the UN. but, i cant. everytime i want to learn seriously i alway like playing around. because i dont fcking know how i supposed to do with the subject (ex: math bla bla bla).

now, i guess i just keep on praying and hoping for my UN lalala. oh also, i wont open my blog for few weeks. because this stupid UN. goodluck for you guys, who had same problem with me lol.

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Simple yet Chic is was what Stella McCartney created with this electric blue metallic jacket and satin dress. To complete your look, pair it with these Giuseppe Zanotti’s.

anyway, today my friend has cried for few minutes. shes got a heartache rofl. it simple actually, my friend still fell in love with her ex boyfriend, but her ex bf doesnt love her anymore. love hurt, i believe that. if i was there, next beside her ex. im gonna kick her ex ass. damn. i hate him so much urgh.

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On January 29 of 1960, the Carangis embraced their first baby girl; they named her Gia Marie Carangi and from the day she was born she was special. Gia’s brother, Joe, remembers in an interview for the E! True Hollywood Story: “She had a special place being a girl. She had a little canopy bed with the dolls all over the place. She was an average little girl, that’s how I remember her.” Gia Carangi grew up in the outskirts of Philadelphia, where her father, Joe, owned a string of hoagie shops. Her mother, Kathleen took care of the kids. Despite the normal family appearances, their home-life was turbulant. Gia’s parents argued constantly, “Gia and I used to sit on top of the steps every night and listen to them fight, and we hated it,” said her brother Michael Carangi. By 1971, Kathleen moved out, leaving her husband and her children; Gia was only eleven.



For Gia, who was extremely close to her mother, Kathleen’s actions were heartbraking. Though Gia wanted her parents back together, Katheleen remarried a year later, shattering any hopes that Gia would ever have a normal family life again. Gia’s early teens were anything but ideal. She bounced between two households, and received very little attention from the people around her, which meant that – with no discipline - she was able to do whatever she wanted.

It was at this time that Gia met a teenager named Karen Karusa; they later bacame best friends. “When I first met her it was just her father and her two brothers, and her father owned some hoagie shops so he worked a lot. She then went to go live with her mother. She had this bouncing around family situation and back and fourth and whatever,” Karen told on an interview for ABC. Inevitably, Gia felt abandoned. “There was a lot kind of going on inside her, she was very street-smart, but there was a lot of pain and it all kind of comes out and you can feel it. And there was just a lot of feeling when you look at her.”



During her early teens, Gia broke curfews, experimented with alcohol, pills, and marijuana – something that most would say was very common in the 70s. Rebeliousness was a part of the circle they were all travelling on. Gia worshipped David Bowie and identified with his rebeliouss side. With the Bowie kids, Gia found the family she was longing for. She went to concerts and hung out with the older crowd at gay clubs in downtown Philadelphia. Gia identified with Bowie and his worshipers because according to them, it was okay to be different, bisexual, and gay. Gia’s sexuality was the only thing about her she was certain of and most times, proud of. “She was very open about it. She was always kissing someone on the mouth or grabbing someone or whatever,” says Karen. No one was more disappointed than Gia’s mom. She took Gia to counseling, but nothing worked.

By her mid teens, Gia had developed a beautiful face and an incredible figure. Kathleen, certain that modeling could change her daughter, encouraged Gia to model. Gia was a natural: “I didn’t have to tell her what to do,” said a family friend and first photographer to work with Gia. “She already knew what to do in front of that camera and that’s a great model.”

At age seventeen Gia was discovered. Maurice Tannenbaum, who was at the time a hair-stylist and aspiring photographer remembers: “I saw her one night at the DCA, which was a club, and was reluctant to walk over to her, I was just taken by her and she was fascintated by the idea that I wanted to photograph her and she wanted to be photographed. You could see this raw beauty.” Not long after, he took her to New York to try her luck there as a model. “She was very excited, very nervous, very, very nervous. She came with her mother but her mother stayed in a coffee shop while we went off to see Wilhelmina.” Wilhelmina Cooper, a former model herself, ran a modeling agency in New York. She was so excited about Gia that she forgot to give her a contract.

In early 1978, 18-year-old Gia packed her bags and moved to New York City. One photographer remembers Gia in one of her first go-sees: (Click here to read Bill Friedman’s exclusive interview for The Gia Carangi Project). With Wilhelmina’s push, Gia managed to rise to the top instantly, something that almost never happens in the fashion world. Photographers loved Gia’s street-smart attitude wrapped in jeans and leather: “Gia reminded me of James Dean. She was very cool but she had a tremendous vulnerability,” said photographer Andrea Blanch. Franceso Scavullo also remembers the first day Gia walked into his studio: “There’s only been maybe 3 girls in my whole career that have walked into my studio and I went ‘wow’. Gia was the last who came in here and I said ‘wow.’”

Gia was said to have had the most beautiful breasts in the business and she needed no taping for the Cosmo covers. By the end of 1978, she had already appeared in several magazines (including American Vogue ) and was making something in the hundreds of thousands of dollars. But still, Gia, who was still 18 at the time, was looking for stability in her life. Gia was looking for love and compassion at a time when people were looking for sex, money, and drugs. In her search for loving and stable relationships, Gia fell instantly in love with people she barely knew. She felt incredibily lonely and even asked her brother Michael to go live with her in New York City. Model Julie Foster remembers in her interview for the E! True Hollywood Story: “She was looking for anyone’s love, she would show up at my house sometimes in the middle of the night and I’d let her in and she just wanted someone to hug her. It was very sad.”

Gia Carangi was a regular at the hottest clubs in New York City. In the 1970s cocaine was the in drug – it was not only pulled out at nightclubs, but practically in every fashion studio to keep the models up and working later. At first, Gia was strictly using drugs for recreation. Model Kelly Lebrok explains: “Gia, when I was working with her, was still sort of in the beginning, still very fresh and lovely, uhm, I think drowning a little bit in her own success, but not anymore screwed up than anybody else was in the set.”

Gia’s image was a perfect match for fashion photographer Chris Von Wangenheim, who was well-known for his “violent, off-colored fashion layouts.” In October of 1978, Wangenheim and Gia collaborated on a project for Vogue Magazine. The photographer asked Gia if she would stay after the shoot so that he could do some nude photography with her. He also asked well-known make-up artist Sandy Linter to hang around. Gia took her clothes off and posed for the camera standing nude behind a chain-linked fence.

In the book Fashion Theory, Wangenheim talks about the shoot: “The Girl Behined the Fence was taken after an assignment for Vogue in the studio. Usually my mind has been so drained by an assignment that when I come around to doing personal stuff afterward the jump is too big. But I wanted to do a nude of Gia behind the fence, which is held up by an assistant on either side. Gia has a great figure, unbeatable, the best tits in the business.”

Gia and Sandy Linter

Gia fell in love with Linter and the two started a romance that became the talk of the fashion business. “She sent flowers to me, and she really sort of courted me, which I thought was adorable. Eventually I did go out with her. She’s the type of person at that time, and anyone who knew her at the time can tell you, if she showed up on your doorsteps and you opened the door and she got in your apartment she was there, that’s it,” Sandy explained. To Gia’s disappointment, her romance with Sandy sputtered on and off again for months until it had nowhere else to go.



In January of 1980, Gia’s mentor and agent, 40-year old Wilhelmina Cooper, was diagnosed with lung-cancer. Gia was devasted and as a result, turned to drugs. A month later in a photo shoot in the Caribbean, fashion editor Sean Byrnes, detected Gia’s drug abuse: “In the rough ocean everything is splashing and crashing around on this little boat and cabin cruiser and I find this little package on the floor, I look at it and I say ‘uhmm, not good,’ so I throw it overboard and then the poopoo hits the fan on the island because she doesn’t have her drugs.” Gia ended up crying and very upset to the point where Scavullo literally had to lay on the bed with her until she fell asleep. Bellow are snapshots of Gia on the boat on the way to the Caribbean. (Photos by Harry King).



One month after Gia returned to New York, Wilhelmina died. At the funeral, agents approached Gia with new contract deals. In the Spring of 1980, Gia found the perfect escape to deal with Wilhelmina’s death – Heroin. Gia loved heroin so much because it made her forget her problems. She quickly fell into this dangerous routine which was becoming common among fashion insiders because being beautiful and of the moment meant having whatever she pleased. The fashion social scene offered easy temptations to ward off unhappiness. It was a time when drugs were taking people to very dark places and some of them didn’t come out of it.

Photographers began suspecting Gia’s behavior was due to drug abuse. “We all were aware that Gia was on drugs, it wasn’t a secret, but nobody discussed it, I never discussed it with her,” said photographer Francesco Scavullo in his ABC interview. Truth is that a lot of the people in the business were taking drugs, the whole era was out of control. And as an out-of-control drug user, Gia was going to galleries to shoot heroin. Photographer Michael Tighe remembers: “My impression of Gia as a person was spoiled, very aloof, she had this really wild energy. She was on some levels disrespectful to me.” According to Tighe, shooting heroin was still considered very taboo at that time and you had to keep quiet about it. But in Gia’s case, the problem was becoming more obvious. She’d walk out on shoots, show up late, stoned, or not at all and they would put up with her if they thought they could get that photograph out of her. The November 1980 issue of Vogue shows how far Gia’s addiction had gone. In some pictures the track marks in her arms are clearly visible. (Click on thumbnails to see the images in that issue)




Within a few months, all the money Gia made modeling was being spent on drugs. The addiction, however, didn’t stop her from becoming fashion’s latest “it girl.” During the Summer of 1980, Gia graced the covers of Vogue and Cosmopolitan, but behind the scenes, she’d explode with unpredictable temper tentrums, walk out in the middle of a photoshoots and sometimes even sleep in front of the camera. She was more concerned about getting her daily heroin fix than posing in front of the camrera.



Gia was consuming nearly four bags of the drug at a time, she wouldn’t listen to friends and was very resistent to treatment. Elite agent Monique Pillard told Oprah in her appearance in the talk show: “I tried personally to reform her many, many times and I was never succesful. You can take a horse to water but you cannot make him drink, you have got to make her want it.”

In November of 1980, Gia left the Wilhelmina Agency and signed with Eileen Ford. But Ford didn’t tolerate Gia’s erratic behavior and after three weeks they dropped Gia.

Not long after, in February of 1981, Gia vanished from the New York fashion industry with hopes to get her life back together and get clean. Karen Karuza remembers that time: “I was in a night club with a boyfriend of mine and somebody had a cropped down neck and I looked over and this woman had her head down with this hair and she lifted her head up and it was Gia. She was just so strung out totaly, and she didn’t recognize me but I recognized her and it was really unpleasant.”

Tired and ill, Gia enrolled in a 21-day heroin detox program. That Winter, she fell into a relationship with a 20-year old heroin addicted college student. It’s been said that the girlfriend was even more heavily into drugs than Gia was. “I always suspected that “Rochelle” was into heroin, she even offered me some at one state and I said ‘not for me.’ That was a very wild on and off relationship for years,” Michael Carangi told E!. Under Rochelle’s influence, Gia slipped even further away from recovery. In the Spring of 1981, 21-year old Gia was arrested for drunk-driving and later she was caught stealing from family and friends. In June, Gia left her mom’s house and moved in with friends. Once again, Gia enrolled into a drug detox program. But her attempt at sobreity was cut short by news that close friend photographer Chris Von Waghemheim, was killed in a car accident. It was the excuse Gia was looking for to go on a binge; she locked herself in her bathroom and spent hours shooting heroin.

After years of drug abuse, Gia’s hand was scarred by an ugly abcess, her arms were covered with trackmarks and her back was covered with cists. In the fall of 1981, Gia was struggling with another drug-treatment program and putting on weight. Still, she was determined to beat her heroin addiction and return to New York. Gia contacted Monique Pillard: “She was sitting in my chair and I said, ‘Gia, I want to represent you so badly and everything, but I hear a lot of negative stories about you.’ And I remember I asked her ‘well, why are you wearing such a long shirt? Can I see your arms?’ And she said ‘No!’ And she held on to her shirt and she said to me, ‘Do you want to represent me or not?’”

Despite her worries, Monique signed Gia, who worked hard to convince the skeptics by continuing her drug treatment program in Philadelphia and commuting to New York only when jobs were availabe. Still, getting a gig was tough so Gia turned to friend photographer Francesco Scavullo. He gave her a Cosmo cover. Shot in the winter of 1982 that April issue of Cosmo would be Gia’s last magazine cover. “It made me very sad, I had a tough time that day because I really wanted it to be her best cover and it wasn’t; it just couldn’t be. No matter how hard I tried it just couldn’t happen. That wonderful spirit she had was gone, ” says Scavullo. It was said that Gia’s arms were tucked behind her back in order to conceal the track marks, Scavullo denies the rumours saying that she sat in that position to hide a little bit of the weight she had gained.

Gia’s condition was evident behind the scenes of an appearance on a 1982 “20/20” story about supermodels. She said she wasn’t using drugs, but how she looked and sounded proved otherwise. She was offered $10.000/week to do catalog work abroad, but soon no one wanted to work with her. Monique Pillard remembers: "One instance when she was working in New York at a studio and the photographer called me up and said ‘Come and get her, I am throwing her out of the studio. She fell asleep in front of the set and she burned her chest with the cigarette.’” Finally, in the Spring of 1983, Gia was caught with drugs on a shoot in North Africa and sent packing – Gia’s career was over.

Gia moved to Atlantic City where she shared an apartment with Rochelle. The relationship was turbulent and Gia was more and more into heroin. “It was difficult to recognize her, I didn’t at first but when she opened her mouth and started to speak, she had a very distinctive voice, I immediatelly knew who it was and that was shocking as well,” said Karen of a second encounter with Gia.

After pressure from her family, Gia entered a rehab program at Eagleville Hospital in Montgomery County. She declared herslef indigent and was on welfare. At Eagleville, a fellow patient named Rob Fay became an important new friend to Gia. “The relationships that you start there, you start bare naked and it’s a whole brand new life there. She was really the only person I was real close to at the time. I remember one time we saw an old couple holding hands, it really touched her that those people had spent their whole lives together and still loved each other and cared about each other. She would pick up on things like that.”

After six months of treatment Gia left Eagleville Hospital and stayed in suburban Philadelphia. She got a job selling jeans at the mall and worked as a cashier in a local supermarket. She took courses at a community college and developed an interest in photography and cinematography. However, three months after leaving rehab, Gia vanished once again. “She disappeared and nobody could find her,” says Rob. “I hadn’t seen her for three weeks and usually when somebody disappears, they’ve either gone back to their old addictions, which is real common, or committed suicide, it’s usually a really horrible reason you don’t see them anymore.”

Gia had gone back to Atlanttic City and started shooting again. She slept with men for money to buy drugs and was raped several times. When she suddenly became sick her mother came and took her to a hospital. Gia had pneumonia when she checked in and further tests confirmed she had AIDS.

As Gia’s condition deteriorated, she was admitted to Philadelphia’s Hahnemann Hospital. There, for months, Gia had what friends say she always wanted – her mother kathleen’s undivided attention. But by this point AIDS had ravaged Gia’s body; she was dehydrated and suffered from viginal bleeding.

At the time, Gia’s mother Kathleen did not allow anyone to go into the hospital and visit Gia, so a lot of people didn’t know Gia was seriously ill. One person that was allowed in, however, was Rob Fay: “Kathleen had done a very good job at making it look like a home because she had been in that hospital room for so long. The last time I saw Gia she couldn’t talk, I knew that she was dying.”

In a matter of weeks, Gia’s health rapidly deteriorated and she was put on a respirator. The damages that AIDS had done to her body were so terryfying that even the funeral director recommended it be a closed-casket. On Novemer 18, 1986 at 10 in the morning, 26-year old Gia Carangi died.

“Awful thing. It’s still very sad, it will always be very sad. It’s a horrible way for such a vibrant life to end,” said Karuza.

On November 21 1986, relatives and friends were invited to attend Gia's funeral services. She was laid to rest at Sunset Memorial Park in Feasterville, PA. The industry in which she once had been so famous, so fast, had no idea she was even gone. Even in her own hometown people didn’t know the end of her story. Most people who knew her had no idea she was dead until a year later. Everything was kept very quiet because the family was traumatized, and to say that a woman died of AIDS in 1986 was just unheard of, so it was never mentioned.

Karen Karuza remembers that day: “I went to the funeral, my mother and I went, and of course it was a closed casket and I don’t remember very many people being there, hardly anyone at all was there. Pretty sad isn’t it? Pretty sad...”

Gia Marie Carangi January 1960 - November 1986

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from here, i think im gonna use indonesian language. since my english too screwed up, im afraid that you cant understand it well. dj wawa

seseorang menetup kedua mata hansa dengan tangannya. tangan orang tersebut sangat kasar. hansa kaget, dan bertanya kepada orang yang tak dikenal itu. "siapa nih?"."tebak siapa" kata orang tersebut dengan nada yang menyindir. hansa pikir hansa kenal dengan suara itu. ternyata hansa salah. "andra? benar kan?". tiba-tiba tangan tersebut melemah kemudian menjauh dari muka hansa. "andra? arga. bukan andra. ndra sama ga beda sa". orang yang bernama arga itu pun kemudian memputar balikkan badannya, dan berjalan cepat menjauhi hansa.

hansa sedikit jengkel dengan kelakuan temannya, arga. ia masih memikirkan kejadian tadi disekolah. menurutnya ya semua orang punya salah, kenapa cuma seperti itu arga marah sih. hansa terlentang di tempat tidur empuknya, dan melihat kelangit-langit. dia menghela nafas. tiba-tiba handphonenya berdering. hansa terdiam sambil melihat kearah handphonenya, ia tidak mengangkatnya seolah sudah tahu siapa yang menelfonnya. 1x berdering-2x berdering-3x berdering hansa masih tidak mau mengangkat hp nya sampai akhirnya dering itu tidak terdengar lagi olehnya. hansa mengambil handphonenya, dan melihat layar depannya.

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"If love means never having to say you're sorry, then our relationship means always having to say everything twice. im sorry sa"

Hansa membaca sms tersebut dan menghiraukannya. Daripada membalas sms tersebut, hansa lebih memilih untuk menelfon andra. Hansa menelfon andra sangat lama. Mereka membicarakan banyak hal.

Esoknya, di sekolah arga datang kepada hansa yang sedang bermesraan dengan andra. Arga mengepalkan tangannya dan mendaratkan pukulan di muka andra. "ARGA!" teriak hansa. hansa langsung menghentikan arga yang sedang memukuli andra. "ga, kamu tuh gimana sih?" tanya hansa kesal. "kamu yang gimana sa, kita ini masih pacaran kan? atau udah gak? atau kamu lupa klo kamu masih pacar aku? kita tuh sebenernya gimana sih sa? kamu udah gak sayang sama aku?". "ga inget ya aku udah gak suka kamu, kita putus sekarang, dan kamu jangan ganggu andra karena dia pacar aku sekarang". Arga terdiam dan kemudian dengan pelan tidak bersuara, arga mengambil tasnya dan pergi meninggalkan hansa.

"If love means never having to say you're sorry, then our relationship means always having to say everything twice. im sorry sa" arga

Berhari-hari kemudian, arga tidak terdengar lagi kabarnya. Hansa sedikit cemas, karena ternyata kali ini andra tidak sebanding dengan arga. Andra terlalu mendapatkan hansa saja. Hansa tidak ingin seperti itu. Bagi hansa, dirinya bukan untuk didapatkan, karena tidak bisa disamakan dengan barang. Hansa terdiam di kantin sekolah, sambil memainkan minumannya. Tiba-tiba Ezra sahabat bermain bola nya arga, mendadak datang kehadapan hansa sambil terengah-engah. "sa, arga nitip ini buat lo". Ezra menyerahkan sebuah buku usang dengan bercak coklat di dalamnya. "arga bilang lo gak boleh cemas sama dia karena dia bakalan ada di deket lo". Hansa mengerutkan dahinya, tanda ia tidak mengerti apa yang dikatakan oleh ezra. "za, apa maksud lo sih? hey za, gue gak ngerti" ezra tersenyum kecil kemudian meninggalkan hansa.

Dirumah, hansa terdiam menatap buku usang arga. Perlahan ia mulai mengambil buku tersebut dan membuka lembarannya satu persatu. Ia membaca setiap tulisan arga yang berantakan dengan sabar. Satu tetesan air yang keluar dari matanya, merupakan satu halaman yang ia baca. Setelah beberapa menit, akhirnya hansa sampai ke halaman kedua dari terakhir. Ia pun membaca halaman kedua dari terakhir tersebut,

Ketemu hansa, dibawah pohon besar 3 bulan lagi dari sekarang. arga

arga? -- hansa kebingungan apa maksud kalimat tersebut. hansa menutup bukunya kemudian menyimpannya dengan baik-baik. ia kini mulai merasakan kehilangan sosok yang menjaga dirinya lebih dari apapun di dunia ini. hansa tahu bahwa ia tidak bisa memutar kembali waktu yang telah hilang. setelah itu ia membalik ke halaman terakhir, tetapi di halaman terakhir tidak ada apa-apa hanya bekas sobekan.

3 bulan kemudian, sesuai dengan janji di kalimat buku arga. Hansa pun pergi ketempat pohon besar dimana ia menyimpan kenangan tentang arga. kenangan tentang pertemuan pertama dengan arga. Hansa duduk sambil memeluk erat buku tersebut. Tiba-tiba angin berhembus damai seolah menyambut kedatangan hansa. "one day moon asked me, if she hurt you why dont you leave her?" hansa tersentak mendengar suara tersebut, suara damai yang ia kenal. "and then i asked to the moon, moon--have you ever left sky?". hansa memutar kepalanya kebelakang tetapi tidak ada siapa-siapa. hanya ada setangkai bunga dan secarik kertas yang berisikan,

I love you. arga

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In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love. Mother Teresa

This story is made up by arsaga ganesha. which dedicated to his someone important person, also for all people in the world. to know the meaning of love itself.

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you know i was on my duty for surfing in internet. then i found something interesting which i love it. it was luis vuitton cruise 09' collection. i stood up for a moment and then i started to crumbling myself, because i really amazed by it.

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hey guys, what's going on lately? sorry for the late reply now. im too busy to open a blog because im having an exam week starting yesterday until next week. sorry guys. anyway, im here to helping my friend sellin her damn good shoes (i want it but its not my size, so sucks). she told me that she sold this nike because she wanted to buy another nike. this is the photo of the nike and detail about the item:

Item description, name: nike dunk mid sb 'tie dye'. size: US9. prize: 1.300.000 Idr. condition: 95%. LEGIT ITEM. For more information please contact: +6285692186192 (nindra) or you can see in here--http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=1479613

hoping the item sold very soon, and she can get the shoes that she wants. lalala. if you need something to ask about the item or the seller, you can ask me if you want (in case you guys cant contact her). i'll be gladly to help.

martians child

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i took the quiz from here, and the result was good. almost exactly the same as who you are and what you are. very recommended personality quiz. dj wawa

Your view on yourself: You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. The seriousness of your love: You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. Your views on education: Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. The right job for you: You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy. How do you view success: You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. What are you most afraid of: You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. Who is your true self: You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

martians child

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I would really like to go back to school. I would love it now. Fionna Apple

i want to talk about my school now. remembering that i almost graduate from there, so what i want do now is a little flashback. as you already now, we're human, only going to school for 9 years. after that we're going to college/university. of course school and college are totally different. there's something that you can get in school but not in college. from kindergarden, into elementary school, then junior high school, and the most having fun place in my life is highschool. and 3 years? not enough for me.

as you already know that (or if you doesnt know), my currently high school is 82 jakarta senior high school. it's located in south jakarta, near al-azhar and senayan. i moved there since july 2008 until now. i get into xi ipa 2 back then and met new friends. i do have good school grade when im in year 11.

A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a university education, he may steal the whole railroad. Theodore Roosevelt

after that, i get into xii ipa 1. it's not like what i'm hoping for, but still i enjoyed it. talking about the teacher now, they're making me bored sometimes or not. one always talking about her life, another too nice, or too strict, blablabla. even it just like that, i think im gonna miss it when im already in college. because i wont find like that in there.


the most i like in school is friend. friendship never ends, that was just like bowling for soup said or not. in highschool i have so many friends. who in charge to accompanying me when i want to eat or im too lazy to study. who said friends are useless? blah! its wrong. friends are useful, especially when you're stuck on your exam (bad idea to do this guys). naaah--what i mean for useful is, friends for spicy your days up in school either you get bored or not. trust me, school with friends in it, is more fun than a themepark like disneyland or movieworld, even a dufan cannot beat school for having fun.

martians child

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hey listen up y'all. todays highlight is boys. my friend question (which also mine) is what is on the boys mind? and my answer is: money-girls-and-drink. firstly i dont know how i get those answer, i know not every boys have that insane mind just like my answer. but like 70% boys in this world only care about money, girls, drink which everything its about having fun. do they ever care about feeling? words? and other than money-girls-drink. is someone can answer this question?

martians child

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hello strangers/haters, my name Nadia/Wawa, i live in my own (mostly fake) world, i dont speak english, indonesian, france, bla bla bla very well. i live to spread some happiness/sadness, also i love to talk about fashion and wear something fashionable. but i'll talk about life-style in here. so enjoy it. I believe that i am martian who come from mars to invade earth. I adore shakespeare & kahlil gibran quotes--thanks to saga who inspired me a lot. shoot me an email everytime you bored? radiobego_82@hotmail.com

Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love buy only with distaste it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take aims of those who work with joy. Kahlil Gibran

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have i already told you that i'm always moving? if im bored? yes, for sure im moving again now. it's already for i dont know how many blog that i've been made. but please if i said that this is my first blog please dont trust me (i lie for sure). but when i said please forgive me because i cant read something good or nice also im no good in english (then its true).

making a new blog doesn't mean that there's no new story. of course i have new story to write in this blog. that also one of the reason for me making this new blog. i already promise to myself to make this blog look nice, and easy to read. well, the story start now.

last night (it was a saturday night), i went to la codefin with my family. i only came there for food and a little bit of ice cream. my mom took seat in first floor near sushi-mise. i told them that im will go upstair to buy some beef burger at raffels which they had the most delicious burger for me. Im go upstair, order some burger, sit down, and waiting. i feel so bored.

suddenly my friend named arga came to me. i feel shocked because he's going to codefin without telling me. i said to him why he was here. then, he answered "buat nemenin lo selagi lo nunggu burger lo". i laugh. i know he was joking, i can tell it from his face. then we talked each other like so many times until my mom came up. i run towards to my mom. without saying goodbye to arga im going downstair, but when i turn my head back to arga, he wasnt there. i wonder where his gone. it just so scary, not to scary though. because i saw arga running away to his car and then leave.

martians child