<?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-2804814160904220097</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:59:34.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..another side of me..</title><subtitle type='html'>My diary of Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-8982525732869840584</id><published>2009-09-04T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:29:59.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP : so emotional</title><content type='html'>Kemaren malam, tepatnya di st Bank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw dan temen2 gw nonton UP .. menurut gw, UP itu film kartun yg sangat emotional :'((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak banget petikan pesan yg gw dapet dr film kartun yg satu ini ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too emotional.. i nearly cried  @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp film ini bagus banget, selaen lucu, film ini ngajarin jg tentang nilai kesetiaan, persahabatan, cinta, mengejar cita2 dll... ahhh banyak banget pesan moralnya deeeeeeeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw mau banget kalo harus nonton film ini lagi !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-8982525732869840584?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/8982525732869840584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=8982525732869840584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/8982525732869840584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/8982525732869840584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-so-emotional.html' title='UP : so emotional'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-5635801732614752280</id><published>2009-09-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:24:51.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY.</title><content type='html'>arrgghh due dates are coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stress out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this laziness can't deal wiv me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is NOTHING. but staying in my bed, listen to music. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  a LAZY arse I am.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody motivates me ? Can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-5635801732614752280?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/5635801732614752280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=5635801732614752280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5635801732614752280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5635801732614752280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy.html' title='LAZY.'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-5083605336517141188</id><published>2009-09-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:40:30.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>Always think about you everyday, donkey &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're precious for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this love I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let you go, just can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-5083605336517141188?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/5083605336517141188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=5083605336517141188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5083605336517141188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5083605336517141188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-5317101520085423295</id><published>2009-03-02T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T05:36:29.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah i feel so f*cked up.</title><content type='html'>Shit, I can't hide myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape reality&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer living in denial&lt;br /&gt;I know,soon that i'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I have this silly thought on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Every night, I tried to dry my tears&lt;br /&gt;Hided them ..left them behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please&lt;br /&gt;I know that clock is ticking&lt;br /&gt;but i wish i could stop it&lt;br /&gt;for one moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;just to stay longer,to be near.&lt;br /&gt;just to stay here,where I belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-5317101520085423295?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/5317101520085423295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=5317101520085423295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5317101520085423295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5317101520085423295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-i-feel-so-fcked-up.html' title='Ah i feel so f*cked up.'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-1580761071952388280</id><published>2009-02-21T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:57:29.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never</title><content type='html'>Today , my friend of mine will go from the place that he loves, called home.&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a note in facebook and tagged me in. I read it and somehow, it makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me realise that soon i'll feel the same way as his.&lt;br /&gt;Being far away from home is the most undesirable thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;HOME is where I belong.HOME is where I can be myself.&lt;br /&gt;HOME is where i can truly laugh. no artificial things at HOME.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so pure and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will never be ready to leave my HOME. to leave the place where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;Being separated from my beloveds is the hardest thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do believe that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISTANCE STRENGTHEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Being separated from my beloveds really open my eyes. Now, I know that they are so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRECIOUS&lt;/span&gt;.I'm learning how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; every single thing that I do with them.&lt;br /&gt; I always keeping this on my mind, that my HOME is always waiting for me to come back.&lt;br /&gt; Their smiles remain in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far the distance is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love YOU, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beloveds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dedicated to :IBU,BAPAK, Mas Yuyud, Mbak Yurie, Naya, Mas Tya, Ne-chan, Shadra, Mas Ade, Mbak Farah, last but not least my SPECIAL ONE : Rangga Pria Lesmana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-1580761071952388280?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/1580761071952388280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=1580761071952388280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1580761071952388280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1580761071952388280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-never.html' title='I will never'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-337879758872501114</id><published>2009-02-19T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:03:48.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all bout moi :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : most of them are true. The rest? I don't kno  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks. http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-337879758872501114?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/337879758872501114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=337879758872501114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/337879758872501114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/337879758872501114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-all-bout-moi.html' title='It&apos;s all bout moi :)'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-8481787850291099235</id><published>2009-02-18T01:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:45:45.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is .....</title><content type='html'>Tika Ardhiani is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NOT WAITING FOR MARCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-8481787850291099235?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/8481787850291099235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=8481787850291099235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/8481787850291099235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/8481787850291099235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/is.html' title='is .....'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-1177998258991753897</id><published>2009-02-18T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:43:33.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyebrang</title><content type='html'>Hari ini adalah hari yang cukup melelahkan.. kenapa oh kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Karena hari ini gw kerja dr jam 8-setenga 2.. huahahaha. ga seberapa sih sebenarnya, tp biasanya paling lama jam setengah 12 jg udah kelar! hoho :P&lt;br /&gt;Oh,kalo pada belum tau gw kerja apa, gw kerja di SD Pantara sebagai observer anak2 disana&lt;br /&gt; SD pantara adalah sebuah SD yang mendidik anak2 di 'grey area'. Hah, apa sih 'Grey Area' itu? Grey Area itu adalah area dimana anak2 yang klo dimasukkin skolah biasa ga mampu, tp kalo dimasukin skolah luar biasa terlalu pinter.. nah gitu deh ya pokoknya.. (keterangan lebih lanjut akan di bikin setelah gw magang dr situ ^^)&lt;br /&gt;teruss..&lt;br /&gt;Intinya hari ini adalah hari yang agak menyebalkan, kenapa? gara2nya pas waktu istirahat , gw kelabakan nyari mini market.hoho.karena gw dari kemaren2 udah kepanikan takut2 tiba2 gw 'kedatangan 'tamu' u kno what it mean lah yaa? tamunya cewe2 doang :P n gw lupa untuk membawa 'popok' dr rumah..huahaha&lt;br /&gt;Alhasil setelah bertanya sana sini, ternyata alfa mart jauh dr skolah and luckily gw menemukan apotek di sberang sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;dan setau gw yg namanya apotek pasti menjual benda yg gw cari, hee&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Tapi.....ada satu kendala besar yg harus gw hadapi untuk sampai di apotek itu. Apakah itu?? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MENYEBRAAANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh hate it so much. but, what can i do... :(&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat itu jalanny rameee bangeet! (jalan senopati ya iyalaah!) ah gw udh pasrah deh. udh nih , gw coba menghitung perkiraan kapan untuk menyebrang. dan ternyata oh ternyata, ga ada loh yg ngasih jalan, gila yaaaa! (padahal gw udh nyebrang di zebra cross!!) akhirnya gw nekat.com deh! baru berhasil..&lt;br /&gt;Udh gitu pas otw balik ke skolah , gw hampir ditabrak lg sama mobil merah sialan, pdhal dya jalanny lambat.. ah menyebalkan!&lt;br /&gt;Please dong ya untuk semua yg menyetir,klo orang nyebrang ditempat yg sudah ditentukan (zebra cross) harap dikasih jlan yaa!!! Demi kepentingan bersama!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tika yg agak sedikit kesal dengan pengendara kendaraan bermotor di Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-1177998258991753897?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/1177998258991753897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=1177998258991753897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1177998258991753897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1177998258991753897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/menyebrang.html' title='Menyebrang'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-3764011830131100660</id><published>2009-02-13T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:21:23.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shandy</title><content type='html'>Namanya Rafif, sejak pertama bertemu dya memang berbeda dari yang lain&lt;br /&gt;Terlihat manis, terkadang diam..&lt;br /&gt;Sembunyi dalam keramaian, asik dengan dunianya&lt;br /&gt;Tertawa, bercanda,&lt;br /&gt;"Shandy" katanya padaku..&lt;br /&gt;Ah,lucunya dia..&lt;br /&gt;"Namaku tika, bukan shandy" canda ku&lt;br /&gt;Dia tertawa, "shandy" katanya..&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba ia memeluk ku erat&lt;br /&gt;sangat erat..&lt;br /&gt;Lama melepasku&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku pun terenyuh&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh sesuatu yang luar biasa bagiku&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih akan pelukanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari Shandy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tika.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-3764011830131100660?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/3764011830131100660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=3764011830131100660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/3764011830131100660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/3764011830131100660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/shandy.html' title='Shandy'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-8711655630843873390</id><published>2009-02-13T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:16:44.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poemless</title><content type='html'>Hello my first..&lt;br /&gt;The one who teaches me this feeling&lt;br /&gt;the feeling that i've never known before.&lt;br /&gt;The first feeling that I feel&lt;br /&gt;I lean my heart to you.&lt;br /&gt;I lean my-self to you&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, i believe in someone new&lt;br /&gt;I salute you, cos u can make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my first..&lt;br /&gt;The one who always makes me proud&lt;br /&gt;the one who teaches me to be brave&lt;br /&gt;and the one who shows me what Love is..&lt;br /&gt;The one who always there when i cry&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you to be around&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you near me&lt;br /&gt;Is this Love i see?&lt;br /&gt;Is this Love i feel?&lt;br /&gt;Is this Love is you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i blinded by love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-8711655630843873390?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-7273745019871126368</id><published>2009-02-12T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T04:13:14.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Pasti Kembali</title><content type='html'>Waktu telah tiba..&lt;br /&gt;Aku kan meninggalkan, tinggalkan kamu&lt;br /&gt;tuk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sementara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Kau peluk, kau bilang jangan pergi&lt;br /&gt;tapi kuhanya dapat berkata...&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya pergi, tuk sementara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bukan tuk meninggalkanmu&lt;br /&gt;selamanya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pasti kan kembali, pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;tapi kau jangan nakal&lt;br /&gt;aku pasti &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;kembali&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pasto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-7273745019871126368?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/7273745019871126368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=7273745019871126368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7273745019871126368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7273745019871126368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-pasti-kembali.html' title='Aku Pasti Kembali'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-5790552561951353674</id><published>2009-02-05T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:32:05.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diam</title><content type='html'>Kadang kesabaran akan selalu ada batasnya.&lt;br /&gt;Hal yang kecil seakan menjadi besar..&lt;br /&gt;Masa lalu memang masa lalu, tidak ada salahnya jika aku hanya ingin tahu&lt;br /&gt;Bukan maksud aku untuk membuat semuanya jadi seperti ini&lt;br /&gt;bersikaplah lebih bijak, aku hanya sekedar berbicara,bukan memaknai arti yang sesungguhnya&lt;br /&gt;Emosi kadang tidak sempurna, memuncak,dan hilang begitu saja&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku minta hanya kamu, untuk lebih dewasa&lt;br /&gt;Menerima kekurangan yang ada...&lt;br /&gt;Bukan begini caranya, mendiamkanku..&lt;br /&gt;Sakit rasanya sudah hati ini, selalu mengharapkanmu untuk memulai&lt;br /&gt;Memulai semuanya dan mengakhiri semuanya dengan indah&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa aku terus yang harus mengalah..coba kau buka lebar-lebar matamu&lt;br /&gt;Berusaha melihat yang kemarin, apa yang sudah kau lakukan, yang membuatku terluka&lt;br /&gt;Apakah memulai semuanya sangat berat bagimu? haruskah aku lagi?&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak perlu kebohongan akan masa lalumu, bicaralah jujur,&lt;br /&gt;aku pun demikian, selalu menceritakan semuanya&lt;br /&gt;supaya kau tahu apa yang ada dulu..&lt;br /&gt;Jangan mudah terpancing dan meletakkan keegoisanmu diatas segala-galanya&lt;br /&gt;karena terkadang, hatiku akan menangis lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr yang mencintaimu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-5790552561951353674?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/5790552561951353674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=5790552561951353674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5790552561951353674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/5790552561951353674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/diam.html' title='diam'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-1794100152004860624</id><published>2009-02-05T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:50:41.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mimpi kali yee!</title><content type='html'>Ah , hr ini adalah hari yang cukup memancing emosi.. fufufufu! capek bangeet.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin bukan harinya yang bikin gw emosi, tapi karna kondisi traffic di jakarta yang ngebuat gw marah-marah teruus...&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, tadi gw pergi ketemu teman lama *ah senangnya bertemu nina! hehe.. Ya gw bela2in sejauh apa aja deh,untuk ketemu temen lama dan kebetulan gw ketemunya di PIM *dan rumah gw di menteng *winkwink. jauh benerrr ...&lt;br /&gt;pas berangkat everything seemed so fine. tapi pas pulang ada kejadian yg membuat emosi gw sedikit meluap!&lt;br /&gt;malem2, ujan rintik2,dan macet..satu fenomena yang udah terlalu umum di Jakarta. Fenomena yang ngebuat gw muak, dan capek badan! huahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;pas mobil gw lg diem,tak bergerak,tak berkutik,tiba-tiba..... *jeduuk!&lt;br /&gt;serentak gw kaget dong! waduuuh apaan tuh??*dalem hati gw..&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tibaaa...ah ada bajaj dibelakang gw 'mencium' bemper belakang! alhasil , gw emosi, gw pasang aj muka serem ke si supir bajaj...&lt;br /&gt;nah,pas bajaj ntuh udh jalan, gw pindah ke jalur kiri *itu bajaj sok tau banget jalan dijalur kanan..&lt;br /&gt;gw lambat2in deh jalan gw, pas udh dket,gw buka aja kaca jendela gw.. terus gw teriak *ati-ati dooong!!! gitu nyahahahaha abs itu gw pindah ke jalur kanan,dan gw klakson2 deh tuh si bajaj biar balik ke jalur kiri (jalur yang sepatutnya di pakai bajaj!) *rada puas sih,tp abs itu lgsung istigfar..hoho&lt;br /&gt;tp gw heran deh,mobil gw diem juga 'dicium' , klo engga diem, gimana coba? fufufufufu! dasar, semoga si supir bajaj mendapatkan pelajaran yang berharga! nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;oh, ya dan anehny yaa..gw tuh jarang banget berani nunjukkin emosi klo lg marah pas nyetir, tp ga tau kenapa,hr ini gw berani banget,dan kayak dah capek aja&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ini efek kumulatif selama gw nyetir dijakarta kali ya?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... sampe kapan ya jakarta bakal begini terus. kesadaran masyarakat yang kurang akan kedisplinan membuat semuanya&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CHAOS. &lt;/span&gt;ah,kapan ya &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRAFFIC&lt;/span&gt; dijakarta bs berubah menjadi lebih baik? mimpi kali yeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-1794100152004860624?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/1794100152004860624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=1794100152004860624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1794100152004860624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1794100152004860624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/mimpi-kali-yee.html' title='mimpi kali yee!'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-2233154702743156859</id><published>2009-02-04T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:52:46.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 random things about moi</title><content type='html'>1. Spoiled.yeah, since I'm the only daughter and the last kid in the family :p&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to do balinese dances. Somehow, for me, balinese dances are unique and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;3. Easily like someone or let say have a crush on someone. but yet, when I already have him, it is hard for me to fall for other guy :p&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a panic person. So,don't make me one!&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm so damn clumsy. *I keep wondering why I often drop things that i hold. shut!&lt;br /&gt;6. Hard to fall in Love.But once my heart has fallen , it will stop there, and never go away :) **&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to shop. I'd prefer shopping rather than spending my money for food.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm a lazy ass. Yes, you can say that. I'm lazy to do my works, to clean my house, or just to take a bath hahaha.I'd rather sleep and watching dvds.haha&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to go to the salon. Do my hair and pamper myself. hihihi&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't like short hair. For me, short hair is a NO, because my face will look so round.arrrgh!&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm a jealous girl. hohohoho ..yeah i admit it. Perharps, Rangga knows this better than me hihi&lt;br /&gt;12. I love children! I think they are lovely :) However, I can't play with them too long cos i'll get bored easily.&lt;br /&gt;13.  I'm a neurotic. Yep, indeed. Sometimes i can not sleep when i have something on my mind, such as homeworks and other things that i havent done*gaaah!. Isnt't that annoying? but yet i'm helpless. :(&lt;br /&gt;14. I HATE SEPARATION. I hate to say goodbye. I wish, there'd be no gudbyes in this world.sobs&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm easily to cry. My tears won't deal with me!&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;17. Sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;18. I think that ghosts exist.That's why I hate creepy places!&lt;br /&gt;19. I have this ambition to become skinnier. Well, i don't think I have an eating disorder because i keep on eating with no purging.hehe&lt;br /&gt;20. I love my mom so much. I think my mom is the best person in this entire world. Without her, I dont think i become this strong to face the harsh world. I can't imagine live without her.&lt;br /&gt;21. I curse prostitution and material girls.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love to swim. I think swimming suits me the best.Although it makes me tanner.&lt;br /&gt;23. Insecure. I'm currently curing this problem. So,wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm scared of getting married.hahaahha..Somehow i keep re-thinking why people get divorced when they had decided to be together. I don't want to have the same mistake as them.Thus, I think getting married is a 'BIG' thing.&lt;br /&gt;25. I love pink. Yep, pink as in a colour. I'd love to have all my belongings in pink hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wauw, it's already 25! I may add some more..I still got bunch of things to tell ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-2233154702743156859?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/2233154702743156859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=2233154702743156859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/2233154702743156859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/2233154702743156859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things-about-moi.html' title='25 random things about moi'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-6705542312658782152</id><published>2009-02-01T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:34:24.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emansipasi</title><content type='html'>Tadi atau lebih tepatnya sore tadi, gw dan keluarga kecil gw (kenapa disebut kecil? karna hanya ada gw,nyokap,dan ke3 kakak ipar)abis menonton film berjudul "perempuan berkalung sorban"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must know this movie. Yep, film yang dibintangi sama revalina ini memberikan gw inspirasi untuk nulis blog ini.hohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film yang berdurasi 2 setengah jam ini sangat membuat gw kewalahan. Kenapa? karena gw harus menahan diri untuk kebelakang (dan habis filmnya selesai gw langsung gerak jalan cepet ketoilet hauahaha). Newaay.. pada dasarnya film ini menceritakan tentang kegigihan seorang perempuan dalam mencapai apa yang diinginkannya.Yep , perempuan ini (namanya Anisa) menginginkan kebebasan untuk kaum wanita. Anisa yang lama tinggal di pesantren yang cukup konservatif itu akhirnya tidak tahan, dan memutuskan untuk 'memberontak' walaupunn jalan yang dia tempuh cukuup panjang dan menyedihkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya, pesantren yang dikelola ayah anisa itu konservatif banget, pokoknya wanita itu kodratny cuma menikah, melayani suami, dan punya anak.Wah wah klo Indonesia sekarang kayak gitu,gw dah gila kali yaaa?? Dan katanya nih, memang masih ada lo pesantren2 di Indonesia sekarang ini,masih mempunyai pikiran kuno seperti itu..(beeh sedih bener euy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm gw jadi mikir, gimana dulu Kartini memperjuangkan nasib perempuan,sampai pada akhirnya kita bisa kayak sekarang. Perjuanganny pasti luar biasa.. Gw bersyukur banget hidup dijaman yang modern .. tapi jangan salah ,di jaman sekarang ,masih banyak ketidakadilan yang dirasakan oleh perempuan.. Maka dari itu, kita harus terus berjuang supaya ga dilecehin lg sama laki2..ahuahahahaha. Paling engga kita bisa nunjukkin ke mereka kalo kita bisa mandiri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayo ayo let's keep on running and chasing your dreams. Let's be a KARTINI. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tiks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-6705542312658782152?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/6705542312658782152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=6705542312658782152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/6705542312658782152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/6705542312658782152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/02/emansipasi.html' title='Emansipasi'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-50367656927072043</id><published>2009-01-31T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:38:08.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partai Politik</title><content type='html'>Pemilu sebentar lagi.. Semua Caleg dan capres berlomba-lomba untuk mempromosikan diri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga diJakarta, ga di Jogja, ga dimana-mana, banyak terpampang foto2 capres beserta caleg2nya dan juga lambang serta nomer partainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm klo dipikir-pikir capek juga liatnya.Jenuh ..mau pilih siapa coba?Binguuung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kebanyakan partai ,kebanyakan calon pemimpin&lt;/span&gt; ..bleeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-50367656927072043?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/50367656927072043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=50367656927072043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/50367656927072043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/50367656927072043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/01/partai-politik.html' title='Partai Politik'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-2445077801100399623</id><published>2009-01-31T21:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:30:02.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's little girl ..</title><content type='html'>I miss those days when he was telling me stories before bed time&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days when he held me in his arms&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days when he kissed my face&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days when he spent his time for me&lt;br /&gt;Miss his hugs, miss his smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Miss those time when he gave me barbies and dolls&lt;br /&gt;Miss those time when he took me to the zoos.&lt;br /&gt;Miss the way he treated me back then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was long time ago, back when I was little&lt;br /&gt;I may not remember all the things that he's done to me&lt;br /&gt;but yet the pictures can tell me stories..&lt;br /&gt;The stories that will always be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss him now&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the things, bad or good..&lt;br /&gt;he always be my best dad. my WONDERFUL dad.&lt;br /&gt;And me still always be his little girl ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-2445077801100399623?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/2445077801100399623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=2445077801100399623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/2445077801100399623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/2445077801100399623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/01/daddys-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s little girl ..'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-1013893102849728523</id><published>2009-01-31T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:18:28.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer LOVE</title><content type='html'>Yep..Here I am, back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; to see the new member of the family = baby Shadra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; to be near with the ppl I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; to be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escaping from the harsh reality for a while&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying every moment of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lov&lt;/span&gt;ing these days. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No work, no journals,no essays,no crying, no critical thinking, no stressed out and stuffs.nyahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep&lt;br /&gt;Tiks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-1013893102849728523?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/1013893102849728523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=1013893102849728523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1013893102849728523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/1013893102849728523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2009/01/summer-love.html' title='summer LOVE'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-7003669909308328677</id><published>2008-11-02T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:06:37.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2yG574oYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JRVfVN6idCQ/s1600-h/island+in+the+sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2yG574oYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JRVfVN6idCQ/s320/island+in+the+sun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264059371166933378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;LDR atau Long Distance Relationship atau hubungan jarak jauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yep, yep.I'm on it.. Ya sekarang gw lagi menjalani LDR. LDR yang tidak gampang. LDR yang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw udah menjalani LDR dari semenjak Februari kemarin, berarti itu kira2 udah 9 bulan yang lalu. But, luckily gw bisa pulang ke Jakarta selama sebulan. Terus, cowo gw juga mengunjungi gw disini (Australia) juga untuk sebulan .. which means gw menjalani LDR udah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 BULAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aw, lama juga untuk ukuran pemula kayak gw. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Menjalani LDR itu ga gampang. Malah termasuk sulit tingkat advance. Disini gw dituntut banget untuk bersikap dewasa , yah dewasa, sangat dewasa...&lt;br /&gt;Harus percaya,harus setia,dan semua tetek bengeknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awal2 pertama menjalani LDR , gw sama cowo gw sering banget berantem.. Ada aja masalahnya, mungkin emang karena kita sama2 kaget. Soalnya gw ataupun cowo gw belum pernah menjalani ini sebelumnya. Jadi ya bisa di bilang, gw sama cowo gw amatir soal beginian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berantemnya bisa karena macem2..dari gw yg pengen nelp cowo gw,tp dia lagi sibuk, sampe cowo gw yg khawatir gw pulang malem, apalagi ditambah, gw bertemu dengan teman2 baru..Ah, berantakan deh.. Malah sempet terucap kata2 "putus" diantara kita, tp syukurnya kita masih mencoba mentolerir keadaan itu dan mencoba untuk bersikap dewasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang terberat dr LDR menurut gw adalah ... disaat kita merasa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kangeeen&lt;/span&gt; banget sama pacar kita, tp kita ga bisa apa2 cuma pasrah. meratapi nasib. Telp,skype,chatting atau apapun bentuknya itu ga akan bisa mengganti kehadiran pacar kita yg nyata.. yang bisa kita sentuh,peluk,atau kita rangkul.. Makany terkadang orang yang menjalani LDR sangat familiar dengan yang namanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KESEPIAN&lt;/span&gt;.hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, gw harus bisa mencoba untuk mentolerir keadaan yang ada. Untuk tetap bertahan.. Oh, satu lagi..hal yang tersulit dan hal yang paling gw benci dari LDR adalah perpisahan. Ya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,perpisahan di aerport&lt;/span&gt;.. Rasanya sakit, sedih,semua ada.. Yang bisa gw lakuin pada saat itu adalah menangis. Rasanya sakit untuk tau kalau kita bakal berpisah dengan orang yang kita sayang untuk waktu yang lama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kadang gw memutar otak gw, dan bertanya pada diri sendiri..kenapa gw mau menjalani semua ini.. kenapa gw memilih untuk tetap bertahan dengan keadaan yang sulit. Ya, satu jawabannya karna gw SAYANG dan merasa DIA MASIH YANG TERBAIK dan akan terus menjadi yang TERBAIK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapii karena LDR, gw dan cowo gw jadi semakin sadar kalau kita SANGAT SAYANG dan SANGAT BUTUH satu sama lain.. Untungnya, gw juga dikasih opportunity untik bisa pulang, untuk bisa bertemu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIA&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan semenjak cowo gw dateng ke Australia untuk mengunjungi pacarnya :) semua berubah..berubah menjadi lebih baik. Dan gw sangat bersyukur akan hal itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu harapan gw, semoga hubungan jarak jauh gw akan terus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bertahan&lt;/span&gt; sampai akhirnya gw pulang kembali ke tanah air tercinta. amien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps : Jangan pernah jenuh untuk menunggu,karena aku pergi untuk kembali&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804814160904220097-7003669909308328677?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/7003669909308328677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=7003669909308328677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7003669909308328677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7003669909308328677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2008/11/distance.html' title='The Distance'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2yG574oYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JRVfVN6idCQ/s72-c/island+in+the+sun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804814160904220097.post-7884706252160818089</id><published>2008-11-01T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:53:13.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi for Hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm this is my first official blog. Well, I guess I still have to learn a bunch of things in writing such a perfect blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In this BLOG, I would like to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; express &lt;/span&gt;myself as well as improving my writing skill, especially my english. hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I love to write since i was little. Urmm it was started when I was in elementary school. I used to have dis pink book where i wrote all my stories in it. Uhm yeah and now I miss it, i'd Love to write again. to tell to the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; what i feel, what i think, what i hear, what i see, what i believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this blog i hope i will be able to express myself as well as inspiring others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish me Luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2804814160904220097-7884706252160818089?l=tikaardha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/feeds/7884706252160818089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2804814160904220097&amp;postID=7884706252160818089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7884706252160818089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2804814160904220097/posts/default/7884706252160818089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikaardha.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-for-hello.html' title='Hi for Hello.'/><author><name>tika ardha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13598131444638012930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42oruYhf8K4/SQ2bKi9Os_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/as7EnZHsOww/S220/ticket+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
