<?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-6319969</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:47:11.401+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jUsT aNoThEr sToRieS... aNothEr siDe of Me..</title><subtitle type='html'>unDerNeaTh it aLL.. sImpLy fRom Me..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-109743169596759008</id><published>2004-10-11T01:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:08:15.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>aFter All This things!!</title><summary type='text'>setelah semuanya!!!kalimat simpel bgt! tapi denger itu ajha udah bisa mikir macem2...idup tuh emang macem2.. ga pernah loe berada di satu titik itu terus selamanya..loe bakal naek turun maju mundur..pokonya kata2 life is a roller coaster itu bener bgt deh!!hehehe..ternyata.. setelah gue pikir gue udah berubah..gue balik lagi ke gue yang dulu..but not the same..!!saat gue pikir gue ga </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/109743169596759008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/109743169596759008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109743169596759008' title='aFter All This things!!'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108290954115537269</id><published>2004-04-25T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:16:32.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maaap.. setelah sekian lama gue telantarkan..gue sibuk banget ama urusan kuliah gue..huhuhu.. gue akan kembali minggu ini...will you wait??tunggu yagh..huehuehuehe... =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108290954115537269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108290954115537269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108290954115537269' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108213248070180337</id><published>2004-04-16T23:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:25:19.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss someone..i miss my friends...i miss my world..i miss me........some much to miss..yet.. i have nothing..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108213248070180337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108213248070180337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213248070180337' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108179030322671469</id><published>2004-04-12T23:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T00:22:17.030+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bEsT fRieNd..</title><summary type='text'>hai2.. lama ga nulis blog neh.. heuheuhue.. =)hari ini.. dan kemaren2.. i keep on wondering.. apa sih sebenernya sahabat?beberapa hari yang lalu, ada temen gue tiba2 nanya.. "tri, sahabat loe siapa sih?"gue spontan saja menjawab, sapa lagi selain 2 orang yang tiap hari kerjaanya mondar mandir bareng gue..trus dia bilang, "klo gue aneh deh, sahabat gue, justru jarang banget jalan ma gue.. trus</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108179030322671469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108179030322671469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108179030322671469' title='bEsT fRieNd..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108117245175104651</id><published>2004-04-05T20:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T20:52:00.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wHeN..</title><summary type='text'>SUCKS!!Life is sooo sucks!!with all the routineswith all the taskswith all the problems..why am i still here??on the same spot, every day..not moving.. not a single inch..i'm sick of these placei wanna go..but.. where??don't know where to gosick of my childish fearof being lost and alone..i wanna make some moveand i must take some movement to a new world.. new place..you'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108117245175104651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108117245175104651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108117245175104651' title='wHeN..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108041054929250944</id><published>2004-03-28T00:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T01:06:01.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wHat do you seE..??</title><summary type='text'>Looking forward to the deep down my heart..what do you see??emptiness? sorrow? happiness?you ain't gonna see a thing..nothing but an useless part of me..lying there.. part that i was hiding..for all these years..what do you see??just the weakest part of me..the up side down of my life.. of my soul..was written there..so clearly..what do you see?just drops of my icy tears..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108041054929250944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108041054929250944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108041054929250944' title='wHat do you seE..??'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108037602683702757</id><published>2004-03-27T15:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T15:30:38.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'>. . . . . . . . </title><summary type='text'>are you avoiding me?one question..but i'm sure you'll answer no..i always wondering..do you see me??see me.. watching you??trying so damn hard just to forget you..but still.. it remains..what??what should i do to make you stay?stay besides me..i wont ask for more..just be my friend..is that so hard?damn.. i really like you that much..!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108037602683702757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108037602683702757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108037602683702757' title='. . . . . . . . '/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108037498253940319</id><published>2004-03-27T15:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T15:13:13.983+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people come and go..but only a few touched your heart..yups! that's right.. huhuhu..i missed someone...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108037498253940319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108037498253940319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108037498253940319' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-108003792320632009</id><published>2004-03-23T17:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T17:35:28.950+07:00</updated><title type='text'>NoT eaSy..</title><summary type='text'>change, is NEVER easy...You FIGHT to hold on..you FIGHT to let go..   _aNonYmoUs_</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108003792320632009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/108003792320632009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108003792320632009' title='NoT eaSy..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107961904872985745</id><published>2004-03-18T21:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T21:14:08.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yUhh.. hmm.. gue sih seneng udah bisa masang skin nya.. tapi gue masih gaptek banget neh.. pengen ganti warna font ga bisa.. huhuhu.. gimanaa?? bagus ga?? hmm.. don't get me wrong, i don't like dream theatre.. but, the picture is defenitely amazing!! and the words are amazing too.. soooo.. wHy nOt!! rite??hehehe.. c ya on my next post.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107961904872985745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107961904872985745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107961904872985745' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107955021166738232</id><published>2004-03-18T01:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T02:06:50.076+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hai2.. huehuehue.. ketemu lagi dengan gue disini..huhuhu.. gue pengen banget nge blog hari ini.. tapi entah kenapa yah, dengan okenya, file gue ketinggalan di mobilnya Edi, dan dengan okenya pula, kertas tulisan puisi gue yang gue tulis berada didalamnya.. huhuhu.. sedihh.. dengan segala hal yang terjadi diatas, jadilah yang gue lakukan hari ini adalaaaaaaahhhh...GANTI SKINS!!! yEEeeEeYYy!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107955021166738232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107955021166738232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107955021166738232' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107927933802057477</id><published>2004-03-14T22:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T22:52:11.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>aboUt Me..</title><summary type='text'>yuuHh.. iT's Me AgaiNn.. Hmm.. UdHa LaMA JuGa Yagh Ga Ngisi Ini.. Hmm.. seKarNg Gue DesCriBe Diri aJah Deh.. bErhUbunG Gue Ga Tau MAu NuLis APaaN.. hmm.. sEcaRa fisIk Sih Gue Tuh.. KeCiL!! huHUhu.. Apa penDeK?? kecIl ajaH deh yagh.. TaPI bIsa DibIlanG SesUai Lah TinGgi BadAn aMa lebar BaDAn Gue.. huhuu.. RamBut PanJang.. TiDak Hitam tenTunYa.. cOklat LebIh TepaTnYa.. KuLit PuTih Sih.. Tapi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107927933802057477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107927933802057477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107927933802057477' title='aboUt Me..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107877252867118569</id><published>2004-03-09T01:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T02:05:30.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, </title><summary type='text'>stay.. waiting..is all i'm doing now..watching.. seeing.. what will happen..i ain't gonna make a move..i ain't gonna say a word..coz now, it's not about me..it's about you..selfish? i know that..i already said what i wanna say..i already asked what do you want..but you didn't answer..it's your choice..not mine..now, it's all bout you..with all the move you'll make..with all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107877252867118569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107877252867118569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107877252867118569' title='So, '/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107867953965522033</id><published>2004-03-08T00:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T00:15:24.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hhmmm..what do you think bout life?well...if life is about being what you want and what you like..i'm sure, i'll be the worst of all..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107867953965522033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107867953965522033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107867953965522033' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107851155539862922</id><published>2004-03-06T01:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T01:35:36.950+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sToRy Of a..</title><summary type='text'>do you think i'm perfect??back off!!!watch me.. see the real me..that i'm an easy going person??stand there!!realize.. that i'm struggle so hard for being that!!that i'm tough?stay there!!see me..  now that i'm weakin'..that i'm an extrovert person??pleaseee.. know me a lil better..that i'm not that OPEN..that i'm brave??stand there..know how chicken shit i am...i beg you..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107851155539862922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107851155539862922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107851155539862922' title='sToRy Of a..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107808433881969701</id><published>2004-03-01T02:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T02:56:20.280+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHings Are GettinG wOrsE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I'm Lonely..i Know that..tHings are getting worse, huh?i feel that too..what it feels like for youif your nightmare becoming a reality?scared??damn right i scared.. soo much!!!!!!!!!!!!cos i'm ALONEE..!!without friends by my side..holding me..what do you do..if all your worked of keeping your friends close to youjust making you losing them..what do you do??crying?? i'm sick</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107808433881969701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107808433881969701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107808433881969701' title='tHings Are GettinG wOrsE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107800138741875252</id><published>2004-02-29T03:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T03:55:56.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>voIce iNside Me..</title><summary type='text'>sitting here in a room full of peoplecrowded.. but lonelyknowing there's no oneeven though there's many people around methinking of what i have donewonderin of what went wrongis it me?or people around me?or it's just my childish fear?something has ruin it allruin all the confident in meput my self on the lowest partdeeper than i'd putted beforetoo strange to feel safeand too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107800138741875252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107800138741875252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107800138741875252' title='voIce iNside Me..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107800077052105718</id><published>2004-02-29T03:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T03:42:23.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ga PenTinG..</title><summary type='text'>wondering what you want from mefeel like i'm a total loserfor doing things i don't wanna doyou were gone when i just arrivedavoiding me all the timestop playing me like a foolcoz i'm absofuckinlutely love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107800077052105718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107800077052105718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107800077052105718' title='ga PenTinG..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107791153134111417</id><published>2004-02-28T02:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T14:17:04.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'>aNd..</title><summary type='text'>"live does not put thing infront of you that you are unable to handle"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791153134111417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791153134111417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107791153134111417' title='aNd..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107791142812720739</id><published>2004-02-28T02:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T02:53:19.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finish each day and be done with ityou have done what you couldsome blunders and absurdities have crept inforget them as soon as you cantomorrow is a new dayyou shall begin it serenely and with too highaspirit to be uncumberedwith your old nonsenseanonymous</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791142812720739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791142812720739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107791142812720739' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107791119330391277</id><published>2004-02-28T02:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T14:17:38.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"if you're going through hell, keep going", anonymous</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791119330391277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107791119330391277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107791119330391277' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107782019282621409</id><published>2004-02-27T01:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T00:50:06.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dAmn!!</title><summary type='text'>i'm an unpredictable personi know that..keep on telling me what i amthat i'm a two sided personemotionally uncontrolledand i'm not good, at all..PEMBERONTAK!!!that's what i am!!!!!rules was made to be brokenthat's what people around me think.. about medo you understand your self?who's more understand you..your friends??your family?? you??you know nothing!!not a single </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107782019282621409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107782019282621409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107782019282621409' title='dAmn!!'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107781807538059105</id><published>2004-02-27T00:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T00:59:58.530+07:00</updated><title type='text'>NoOoo...!!!!</title><summary type='text'>what the hell happen with all the peopleis it me, or them??try to wake me up, huh?is leaving me is the only way?dont leave me like thati hate being left and left behind!!!!please, just believe mei heard what you saidall of it..just a little slow, but sure..i'm gonna make itto change.. to fix my bad..to be a better personnothing goin on my way just memy stupid silly mind that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107781807538059105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107781807538059105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107781807538059105' title='NoOoo...!!!!'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107773395578286635</id><published>2004-02-26T01:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T14:19:23.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sImPLe sTorY of FeeLInGs</title><summary type='text'>people keep on wonderinthat i changewell, maybe yes..maybe not..coz, i keep on movini keep on changinto be what i wantto be what i amwithout knowing that i'm changinwithout knowing that i'm differentthan i was beforebutthis is methis is what i amwhat i becomeaccept me..because of what i am today..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107773395578286635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107773395578286635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107773395578286635' title='a sImPLe sTorY of FeeLInGs'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107729733782151956</id><published>2004-02-21T00:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T23:38:30.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired being in this situationjust another fucked up daywithout a friend to holdnor me to hang onthe hatred is getting biggerhate of my self, for being meno one will understandthat i'm not capable..of being me..i aint need a thingall i need is 'you', beside melet evrybody know the real methat i am lonelyreally, i am a person..a person you would be happier without</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107729733782151956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107729733782151956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107729733782151956' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107704367558836836</id><published>2004-02-18T01:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T00:23:14.543+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>evrythings seems blurryi'm in the middle of nowheretrying to find my way back homenothing as a guideno one to askjust me, on my ownno one even realizethat i'm not thereon the spot i was standing before</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107704367558836836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107704367558836836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107704367558836836' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107574462669006032</id><published>2004-02-03T00:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T00:59:23.780+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel like i'm a stranger in my own world..or maybe i am a stranger.feel like i'm a loser..for always be the wrong person in the wrong time..don't know what to do..and how to handle..hoping that someone will catch mein my every fall..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107574462669006032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107574462669006032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574462669006032' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107409937287952885</id><published>2004-01-14T23:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T00:11:17.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jaDi diaRy deH..</title><summary type='text'>hei.. malem2.. setelah ga tidur 2 hari.. aduuhh...akhirnya gue sedikit merasa beruntung banget, gue udah buka blogspot.. hehehe.. jadi ada tempat nulis..hari ini.. ga tau kenapa, ko gue lagi ngerasa gue tuh naif banget..dengan semua pandangan serta prinsip2 hidup gue.. hiks.. gue ngerasa gue tuh muna banget.. ttg keadaan diri gue sendiri.. pengen tau ttg pendangan orang terhadap gue.. tapi, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107409937287952885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107409937287952885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107409937287952885' title='jaDi diaRy deH..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107402268831049799</id><published>2004-01-14T02:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T00:14:50.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too many questions in mind..yet, there's no answer..amaze by this uncomfort feeling..but i don't know what..tryin hard to find what it is..but too afraid to know..............confuse.............</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107402268831049799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107402268831049799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107402268831049799' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107393983694668315</id><published>2004-01-13T03:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T03:54:41.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>same fuckin' question, different day..</title><summary type='text'>why that everybody always blame them self?? that they aren't perfect..that evrythin in them was a mess.. that they don't deserve to live..why that evrybody never wonder..that they all perfect..in they own simple way.. that they deserve to live...why that evrybody always blame other people..that people always bothering the unperfect..but they never even bothering the prefect ones..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107393983694668315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107393983694668315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107393983694668315' title='same fuckin&apos; question, different day..'/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319969.post-107393572250241722</id><published>2004-01-13T02:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T03:58:29.843+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HmM.. ConFusEd.. WhaT aM i GoNna SaY?? wHaT's on My MinD, oR juSt a SiMplE sToRy oF My OrdINaRY LifE.. wEll, hOpe You FinD sOmeThinG "uSefuLL".. MayBe For YouR fRiends, FaMilY, sOmEoNe oR it's JusT fOr yOu..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107393572250241722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319969/posts/default/107393572250241722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triakechil.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107393572250241722' title=''/><author><name>uChiLz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831735023613036374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
