<?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-181355164915677031</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:34:12.911+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the story of a guitar</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;setiap petikan yang dimainkan di senar&lt;br&gt;
dapat membuat senar tersebut menghasilkan sebuah mahakarya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

begitupun hidup kita&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

setiap langkah yang kita jalani&lt;br&gt;
selalu akan menyempurnakan hidup kita&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-2197668478515436470</id><published>2010-05-02T10:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T10:47:47.680+07:00</updated><title type='text'>drifting - andy mckee cover</title><content type='html'>setelah kira2 1 bulan berlatih dengan niat sekeras baja sedalam lautan, akhirnya bisa juga main ni lagu walopun masi ga perfect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-eYEYK2gnM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-eYEYK2gnM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-2197668478515436470?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2197668478515436470/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=2197668478515436470' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/2197668478515436470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/2197668478515436470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2010/05/drifting-andy-mckee-cover.html' title='drifting - andy mckee cover'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-7571563126191121810</id><published>2010-04-07T20:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:48:29.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i like guitar???</title><content type='html'>Why do I like guitar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngg. . I’ve heard this questions so many times from my friends. And I can only say that “ I don’t know either. I just like to play it all the time, like when I’m happy,  I’m in love, or even when I’m sad, I’ m heartbreak and blablabla. Actually this reasons wasn’t quiet satisfied me but still I didn’t know the answer yet .&lt;br /&gt;But then a few days ago, something terrible happened…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have anymore ice cream in my freezer!! Arggh shittt.. hahah just kidding :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The truth is, suddenly I got an answer for the question “why do I like guitar?” The answer is quite simple though hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do yoou wanna know the answer???&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you want to know the answer??&lt;br /&gt;I can’t hear youu.. DO YOU WANTTT TO KNOWWW THE ANSSWERRRR???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLL YEAHHHH DUDEEEE!!! → THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN BOUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry if you think that I;m crazy, cause it’s been a while since I posted my last blog so I kinda want to write as long as I can )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. the answer is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar is how I talk to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it to cliché?? I don’t know but let me tell you my reason. It’s a long one so you’d better close this page if you don’t wanna waste your time reading some freak-ie‘s blog hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noww let start my story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been playing guitar for 9 years. So I had been introduced to guitar by my father since I  was 10(I’ve heard my father played since I was born though). And then suddenly the bond between me and guitar came out and I’ve started to love it. When I got to junior high school,, my guitar skill was nothing(literally, I could only play basic chord like C-D-E-F-G-A-B and some minor chord). In my junior high school time,  I also only got a few friends who also liked guitar. So, everyday I bring my guitar, buy some guitar magazine, and play some songs. &lt;br /&gt;Eventually, almost all of my friends in junior high like music. And when there was a new acoustic music got famous, they always asked to whether I could play the song or not. Sometimes I could, and most of the times I couldn’t hahhaa. . it felt sad when I couldn’t play the song they wanted. But the thing is, &lt;br /&gt;IT FELT EXTREMELY SUPER FANTASTIC WHEN I COULD PLAY THE SONG AND MAKE THEM SING WITH MY GUITAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like a worker got their monthly wages, a soccer player made a goal, a student got a 100 on their exam, or even somebody who got jackpot. It  felt really really great and since then, my only goal from playing my guitar is to make people sing with me, to make people dance with me, to make people happy with me, to make people talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you some kind a psycho that always need a guitar to talk to somebody?? Maybe yes maybe not. The truth is I am an introvert person, but my own style of introvert.  Don’t think too much, people! I;m not a nerd!!! I do have friends. A lot of good friends, and if you don’t believe, check my photos on facebook hahahhaha. But actually I am the silent type of friends who most of the time will choose listening to somebody than speaking to somebody.  I like talking too but I don’t know if had to choose between guitar and speaking to people, I’ll choose the guitar. So sometimes when people talking to each other, I’d rather play my guitar alone. It’s not that im such an introvert people, but I think I don’t really appreciate the art of talking. But I do have a desire to interact with people with something different.  So my only answer is with my guitar. Because with my guitar ,I can play the song people like and make them sing with me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think playing guitar is interesting. Because, when you’ve just met a new guy usually you don’t know what they like and what do you both want to talk about. but with guitar, you don’t need to think a lot about it and just start strumming your guitar and let the guitar talk to the people. And what happen after it?? The magic starts dude! Keep in your mind this magical words. &lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;when a guitar being strummed, there is always one head goes down and up and down again enjoying the rythym&lt;/span&gt;.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you realize it???? let's see an example. have you ever gone to a camp or to a retreat(i don't know the english vocab of retreat--&gt; it is some kind of gathering activity in a place for 3 - 4 days so there will be a lot of new people in this kind of activity). in this kind of event, whenever a guitar played, there will be a crowd of people sing together without being shy of nervous and just enjoying the music! thats what i mean by "let the guitar talk'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i got no words left in my mind to continue this post, so now i think it is enough for today. be patient guys! in 1-2 weeks, i will post my new cover hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Tedjosugondo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-2886360228374716459</id><published>2010-03-01T10:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:58:17.024+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP THE ENVIRONMENT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/271557391" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=40911762001&amp;playerId=271557391&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" 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type='text'>rekaman</title><content type='html'>beberapa hari ini gw tergila dengan artis gabe bondoc. bukan karena dia ganteng. tapi karena dia jago abis mainnya. karena itu sebagai penikmat musik, gw langsung browse semua lagu di youtube dan karena gw bisa main gitar dikit2, ya udah gw pelajarin deh lagunya bahkan ampe telat ikut pelajaran kidas gara2 asik main gitar. akhirnya gw menemukan 3 lagu utama dia yaitu : gentlemen don't , my life my love my everything, dan summertime. lalu gw berencana(semoga berhasil) buat ngerekam ni lagu dengan siapapun yang tertarik nyanyi ni lagu sedangkan gw main gitar. grr ga sabarr tapi harus nunggu uas. YA UDA FOKUS UAN! sabar ya gitarku akan kupetik dirimu dengan lantang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-5904849281467356685?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/5904849281467356685/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=5904849281467356685' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/5904849281467356685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/5904849281467356685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2009/12/rekaman.html' title='rekaman'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-927839787382886223</id><published>2009-12-08T19:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:49:45.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMERTIME - GABE BONDOC</title><content type='html'>i've been thinking bout you&lt;br /&gt;to try to get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;i've tried everytime i try&lt;br /&gt;i failed to make any progress&lt;br /&gt;buy mines i only see you&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dont swear&lt;br /&gt;but i promise its true you&lt;br /&gt;keep my mind so ocupied&lt;br /&gt;ina busy besutiful way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey well i met you in&lt;br /&gt;the summertime&lt;br /&gt;and i never had summer better&lt;br /&gt;then the one i met you girl&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;i met you in the summer time&lt;br /&gt;though you keep me in mind&lt;br /&gt;cuz your always on mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how i know shes got style&lt;br /&gt;its in the way she walks&lt;br /&gt;and its in the way she smiles&lt;br /&gt;and tha way she rockin ahead of their time&lt;br /&gt;all of the time&lt;br /&gt;one day im gonna let go let it out&lt;br /&gt;just flow so my feeling show&lt;br /&gt;im giving you my heart&lt;br /&gt;tie it with a bow&lt;br /&gt;you never had to try you had me at hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met you in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;and i never had a summer better&lt;br /&gt;then the one i met you in girl&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;i met you in the summer time&lt;br /&gt;do you keep me in mind&lt;br /&gt;cuz your always on mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these thoughts i have of you&lt;br /&gt;are wonderful and in every reguard&lt;br /&gt;so when the worlds being a question&lt;br /&gt;makr i can go to a place&lt;br /&gt;that i know is for sure and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met you in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;and i never had a summer better&lt;br /&gt;then the one i met you in girl&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;i met you in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;do you keep me in mind&lt;br /&gt;cuz your always in mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-927839787382886223?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/927839787382886223/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=927839787382886223' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/927839787382886223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/927839787382886223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2009/12/summertime-gabe-bondoc.html' title='SUMMERTIME - 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kevin tedjosugondo &amp; febrianto christian'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-878929821511404751</id><published>2009-03-28T12:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:45:39.985+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You - Monkey Majik</title><content type='html'>if you try to fly&lt;div&gt;I would catch you if you'd fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could i hold your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we could fly together somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'd be floating by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you gather way up high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so pretty like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and our time will pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we will be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but our paths may change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we could be together no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better say goodbye (yeah yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when the skies begin to cloud &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about the moment when the sun comes out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you'll know the meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i'll be there right by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when the starlit sky begins to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(oh) like it;s never shined before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll know i miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, and i miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every long goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;far away from her lone nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't say your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm glad I met you (I miss you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it all a dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I floating by your window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you're sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, better open your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But our time has passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had been together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But our paths may change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we could be forever no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better say goodbye ( yeah yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(chorus) x 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you try to fly (Oh, no)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i miss you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-878929821511404751?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/878929821511404751/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=878929821511404751' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/878929821511404751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/878929821511404751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-you-monkey-majik.html' title='I Miss You - Monkey Majik'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-1233912103182343227</id><published>2009-03-02T20:09:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:06:15.751+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. A</title><content type='html'>My life just began today&lt;div&gt;Right when my eyes met yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you made my heart beats one again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even when it should've stopped yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even when words are passing through my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing will come out except the silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming just evil would seep through my braveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And say it out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A single word i want to say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A single word word i want you to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah it does sound simple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it chokes me lot just to say it to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is the midnight train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That goes nowhere within the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you are my light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who pierce through all my apprehension&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please let me keep breathing with that words of yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even when words are passing through my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing will come out except the silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming just evil would seep through my braveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And say it out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A single word i want to say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A single word word i want you to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah it does sound simple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it chokes me lot just to say it to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though my braveness spaces us out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still you have got to have faith in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause no matter what happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a promise for me to make it done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mu life just began today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right when my eyes met yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you made my heart beats once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when it should've stopped yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-1233912103182343227?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1233912103182343227/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=1233912103182343227' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/1233912103182343227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/1233912103182343227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2009/03/mrs.html' title='Mrs. A'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-2445426478462980288</id><published>2008-10-25T19:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:21:59.969+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make It Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wake up everyone&lt;br /&gt;How can you sleep at a time like this&lt;br /&gt;Unless the dreamer is the real you&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your voice&lt;br /&gt;The one that tells you to taste past the tip of your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Lip and the neck will appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna wake before&lt;br /&gt;The dream is over&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes i... I know it&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'll make it all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my life on a heavy rotation&lt;br /&gt;Requesting that it's lifting you up&lt;br /&gt;Up up and away&lt;br /&gt;And over to a table at the graditude cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally there&lt;br /&gt;And all the angels they'll be singing&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la ah la la la I la la la la love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna break before&lt;br /&gt;The tour is over&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes i...i know it&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'll make it all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And timing's everything&lt;br /&gt;And this time there's plenty&lt;br /&gt;I am balancing&lt;br /&gt;Careful and steady&lt;br /&gt;And reveling in energy that everyone's emitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna wait no more&lt;br /&gt;No I wanna celebrate the whole world&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm following your joy&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Because I... I am open&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes I... 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href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-it-mine.html' title='Make It Mine'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-6655034130564738704</id><published>2008-10-25T18:28:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:14:22.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dogs, another parts of my life (part 2 of 2)</title><content type='html'>haha .. lanjutan dari sebelumnya nih..&lt;br /&gt;peregangan dolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*krek krek&lt;/span&gt; (peregangan tangan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*kreeek kreeek &lt;/span&gt;(peregangan leher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*kretekkk&lt;/span&gt; (peregangan pinggang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;sssssstttttttt&lt;/span&gt;(ambil napas)  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;fiuhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;(buang napas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya udah trus setelah mempunyai 2 anjing, bokap gw beli anjing lagi dari sodara bokapnya. anjing herder betina yang berumur 1 tahun. entah kenapa gw jadi lebih suka anjing herder drpd anjing golden gtu. karena mnurut gw anjing golden waktu kecil cakep waktu gde jelek. kalo anjing herder waktu kecil jelek waktu gde cool abis. dan dengan perbandingan lama masa kecil dan dewasa 1:7(mnurut gw uhauhauh) jadi gw lebih suka herder. nah anjing gw kali ini namanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holly. &lt;/span&gt;gw inget bgt waktu dolo pertama kali dateng. ni anjing bener2 pendiem. lo bayangin, gw sedang berhadapan dengan anjing usia 1 tahun. ga pernah ketemu manusia (ga ramah), jenis herder yang bahkan di koran2 sering diberitain nyerang majikan tanpa ada jaminan anjing itu ga bakal gigit. jadi setelah itu anjing sampe ke rumah gw, dia dimasukin ke kandang. abis itu bokap gw keluarin dia biar kita bisa kenalan gtu. bokap gw juga was2 juga nih anjing ga ada reaksi sama sekali. tampangnya diem, misterius, cool gtu. akhirnya bokap gw nyuruh bawa crackers buat anjing sama sisir(karena anjing suka makan dan suka disisir). jadi deh gw bertiga ngelayanin tuh anjing. 1 kasi makan, 1 nyisirin, 1 bedakin, dll. ud kaya raja gt. gw sih ga gtu suka ma ni anjing awalnya tapi seiring berjalannya waktu entah kenapa dia yang bner2 nancep ma gw. bisa diblg the best dog in my life. waktu itu gw pindah ke rumah lama, dan disana ni anjing tidurnya ma gw, yang kasih makan gw, bersihin tai gw, main bola ma gw (ampe 2 bola basket dan 2 bola kaki gw bolong gara2 dia), dll. gw jadi sayang banget ma dia. oh iya 2 anjing yang sebelumnya dijual karena suatu hal. jadi akhirnya gw balik cuma punya 1 anjing doank.&lt;br /&gt;waktu itu rada sedih sih 2 anjing itu gw jual. rasanya tuh anjing kyak mau dihukum mati aja.. tapi akhirnya gw bisa nerima juga dan move on (ciee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huff.. pegel2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay kita balik ke holy. ini anjing paling deket ma gw. kalo orang2 manggil nama gw, dia gonggong2, kalo orang lain masuk kamar gw, dia gonggong2, kalo gw pura2 brantem ma supir gw, dia gonggong2, dll. haha.. gw sering bgt beduaan ma dia. kalo gw lagi seneng, kadang2 gw tinggalin dia, tapi kalo gw lagi sedi dia psti nemenin gw sambil main gitar (gw yg main, bukan dia) sampe gw rada enakan. pokoknya gw sayang banget ma ni anjing. sayangnya ni anjing pnya kekurangan. dia ga bisa ramah sama orang baru. dia termasuk anjing galak gtu. jadi ga bisa gw bawa ke skolah. padahal pengen bgt kan bawa anjing ke skolah, tapi holly nya galak jadi ya uda dia di rumah trus deh. lalu sampe suatu waktuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw pindah rumah lagi dan gw mulai minta holly dikawinin. abis kyak ga enak aja masa anjing ud tua ga dikawin2in. ga ada keturunannya dong. jadi ya uda setelah mencari calon jodoh yang tepat buat itu anjing. gw dapet namanya .... bentar lupa ... oh iya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oktey&lt;/span&gt;. dia termasuk anjing mahal (harganya 150 juta ditawar 300 juta ga dikasih) dan pernah juara se-Indonesia. oktey ini diimport dari jerman jadi badannya bagus gtu ga kyak anjing sini, kecuali holly tentunya. hahaha.. entah mengapa gw liat herder lain kyaknya ceking2 jelek, sedangkan gw liat holy tinggi gde banget padahal dia cewe. ya uda akhirnya gw bawa holy ke puncak tempat oktey dipelihara dan gw kawinin dia. awalnya gw liat oktey wahh kebapakan banget. tampangnya dewasa gtu. dah gtu baik lagi ga kyak holy hahaha. ya uda dikawinin deh. tapi karena kawininnya harus 2 kali biar kalo yang pertama gagal masi bisa yang kedua, holy harus ditinggal di puncak. ya udah mau ga mau ditinggal 2 hari disana. pas kawin pertamanya, gw merinding banget. pertama holly dipegang kenceng sama 4 orang. 1 megang brangus moncongnya, 2 megangin badannya, 1 ngangkat ekornya. trus ada orang lagi buka kandanganya oktey. trus tiba2 si oktey ud kayak kerasukan gtu. dia lari kenceng banget kyak beruang gila ke holy. holynya ud ketakutan tapi ga bisa ngap2in gara2 dipegang sama mas2nya. trus langsung deh holly digtu2in sama oktey. gila gw liatnya mpe mo nangis. mulutnya holly ampe berbusa2 gtu. trus dia nangis2 gtu (kayaknya sih sakit). si okteynya juga sinting sih masa langsung tancep gaas gtu, kan anjing gw kasian sial! trus setelah 30 menitan, selese deh dipisain tuh dua anjing trus gw pamitan ma holy trus pulang ke rumah trus minggu gw jemput lagi deh^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena gw ga perna tau anjing hamil kyak gimana, gw jadi gatau holy hamil apa gak. sodara gw aja yg ud gila. dia ngmg ke holy , "hol makan yang banyaknya biar anaknya cakep." hahahha.. trus masa anjing hamil itu 2 bulan jadi gw pasang alarm di hp gw. setelah 2 bulan, perutnya belom menunjukkan kalo dia hamil(rada gendut sih tapi ga keliatan gtu) sampe suatu hari bokap gw bilang kalo dia hamil. katanya perutnya gede gtu. gw juga pagi2 mikir gtu juga sih. soalnya pas gw elus2 dia, dia kan tiduran, ko perutnya gembung gini. tapi kyak anjing kekenyangan bukan kayak anjing hamil. tapi gw ud ngerasa kyaknya bakal lahir btr lagi. jadi ya uda deh sudah ditentukan holy hamil. HOREY!! trus ya uda gw tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besoknya jam 3an gtu. gw denger holy muter2 gtu di kamar gw. trus gw triak aja "hol" trus dia diem.. eh jam 5 kurang gw denger lagi dia lagi jilat2 sesuatu yang basah. gw langsung mikir wah lahir nih anaknya. gw ga mikir dia kencing ato berak soalnya emang dia ga perna gtu di kamar gw. mungkin dia mikir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamar gw = kamar dia = harus bersih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya udah trus gw nyalain lampu trus gw lihat.. kayak item2 gtu dilantai dijilatiin ma holy. ternyata plasenta anaknya. anaknya uda keluar gtu dari plasentanya dan plasentanya lagi dimakan (yang emang dipercaya buat bikin anjing kuat) . trus ya uda gw bangunin tuh sodara gw ma bonyok gw. trus mereka datan2 bawa peralatan lengkap alias kamera huahuahua.dasar fotografer maniak. ya uda trus .. kita juga bingung mau ngapain sama anaknya jadi ya uda kita liatin aja holynya kerja. pertama abis plasentanya dimakan. anaknya dijilat2. trus anaknya nangis gtu. trus tiba2 digigit anaknya sama holy buat  pindahin anaknya ke deket dia biar anget dan gampang ngurusnya. tapi gara2 kasar holynya, anaknya kyak nangis kenceng gtu. trus ya uda akhirnya kita yang pindahin anaknya ke deket dia. ya udah setelah itu... kita bingung, ni anjing mau lahirin lagi gak. soalnya kita taunya anjing itu palagi herder kalo lahir bisa sampe 12 dan jarang bgt yg lahir 1. ya uda kita tunggu2in. ko diem2 aja si holynya. akhirnya kita sekolah(cuma gw ma sodara gw, bonyok gw mah kerja). trus besok2nya stlh nanya sana sini, ternyata holy beranak 1 doank hauhauh. (yah gw bersyukur banget deh abis kalo banyak anaknya repot). ya udah trus anaknya namanya abel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singkat aja deh sampe skarang. abel skarang ud mau 2 bulan. badannya uda gede. cakep. kakinya gede. gagah. bulutnya halus. tapi yang bikin gw ksel. suka gigit2 kaki gw. palagi sendal gw. sendal gw kalo di rumah kan kyak sendal hotel yang empuk2 gtu. kalo ketemu gw pasti tu sendal digigit2 ampe kesel. huauhaa tapi lucu juga sih. perna suatu hari gw denger dia gonggong2. ternyata dia ketakutan gtu sndirian di luar malam2 (waktu itu holly di kamar sodara gw). pas gw buka tiba2 dia langsung kyak nyeruduk gw gtu sambil nangis2 ga mau ditinggal lagi. yauda trus gw elus2, gw cup2 cup2 biar ga nangis. trus gw bawa ke atas gw ajak tidur bareng holy. hahaha. dan besoknya gw dimarahin bokap gara2 takut barang2 di kamar gw digigit2in. sampe skarang abel ini paling disayang ma sodara gw bukan ma gw, jadi ya deketnya ma sodara gw. apa2 nyamper ke sodara gw. kalo gw mah masi holy huauhauh. uda ah cape bgt. sgini dolo. ini aja ud panjang bgt.. gw aja males buat baca ulang hauha.. yah buat yang suka anjing, pelihara anjing lo baik2 karena kalo ud ga ada lo bakal ngerasain bahwa hidup tanpa anjing = hampa hahah. see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-6655034130564738704?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6655034130564738704/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=6655034130564738704' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/6655034130564738704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/6655034130564738704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2008/10/dogs-another-parts-of-my-life-part-2-of.html' title='dogs, another parts of my life (part 2 of 2)'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-7842148237022649791</id><published>2008-10-25T17:36:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:28:17.859+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dogs, another part of my life (part 1 of 2)</title><content type='html'>akhirnya dapet wktu juga buat ngepost lagi huauha. . Post gw hari ini adalah tentang &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ANJING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;menurut gw anjing itu adalah bagian dari hidup gw. ga ada anjing ya kyak ga ada gw skr (mungkin pada ngira gw maniak kali ahha, tapi ya emang begitulah adanya :P ) jadi postingan ini gw dedikasikan buat milly, bobby, on-on, HOLY, dan abel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama kali gw minta anjing itu waktu gw smp 1. gw pengen pnya anjing. padahal bonyok ud bilang mlihara anjing itu repot, harus bersihin tai, mandiin, ngasi obat, belom gonggong2, trus suka kencing sembarangan, gigit sana sini, dan bla bla bla... tapi gw tetep aja maksa pengen pnya sampe akhirnya gw diajak ke gajah mada liat anjing. pas di sana gw liat banyak anjing lucu tapi entah kenapa pandangan gw tertaut ke seekor anak anjing golden (mungkiin gara2 gw kebanyakan nontono air bud kalo lagi libur) yang masih berumur 2 bulan. sebetulnya anjing itu jelek. kakinya kecil, kurus, warnanya juga biasa aja, semua biasa deh. tapi entah kenapa gw suka ma tuh anjing trus gw minta dibeliin. trus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;apakah anjing itu jadi dibeli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahaha. . penasaran ga? kalo penasaran bagus, kalo ga ya udah hahaha . . yah setelah gw merengek2 mati2an sama bonyok gw dan mengharapkan mereka tersentuh dengan muka gw yg dlu masih lucu dan imut(tapi entah kenapa gw jijik kalo liat foto gw wkt dolo, ga ad yg bner . ga kayak sekarang hohoho) ya uda balik ke cerita. setelah bonyok gw ngeliat gw ngerengek2 dengan tampang memelas gtu, mereka..... tetep ga beliin (parah bgt g?!) ahhaha.. trus ya uda gw nangis seharian deh gara2 ga jadi beli tu anjing. sampe suatu hari. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JRENG2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw lupa ceritanya pokoknya gw beli anak anjing golden yang baru berumur 2 bulan dan bernama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lapella &lt;/span&gt;dengan sebutan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;milly. &lt;/span&gt;anjing ini cewe dan gw kebetulan belinya pas libur jadi gw punya banyak banget waktu buat ngeliatin dia dengan sepenuh hati gw (cuih) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SQL-Z0PF5-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wo88nsrwKUU/s1600-h/millyyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SQL-Z0PF5-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wo88nsrwKUU/s320/millyyy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261047034194290658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumah gw 2 lantai, trus itu anjing ditaro di lantai 2 di kandang yang mayan gede buat dia karena emang dia masih kecil. jadi kalo mau liat dia, gw mesti ke atas dolo. (kamar gw di bawh) trus yang gw inget pas hari pertama gw beli tuh anjing gw ngeliatin (yah sambil elus2 juga) sampe jam 11 malem tinggal gw sndirian di luar. trus abis itu tidur trus bangun lagi jam 5 pagi ngeliatin lagi tuh anjing karena emang gw masiih katro banget dolo mungkin belom perna pnya anjing sih. haha. . singkat cerita gw plihara dia dengan sepenuh hati dan melewatkan hari2 gw bersama dia dengan pengalaman yang lucu2. yang giginya copot, trus bkin ayam terbang, trus setiap saat gw nyender di perut dia (percaya ato gak, cuma dia anjing yang perutnya gw bisa tidurin tapi dia tetep tidur, yang lainnya ga mau!), trus main basket, trus waktu dia jilat gw. jalan2 di senayan yah gtu lah. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu pada suatu hari gw beli anjing lagi. kali ini gw beli anjing herder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SQL-0KFSFsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wr-yIka0I1U/s1600-h/darry+von+casaloma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SQL-0KFSFsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wr-yIka0I1U/s320/darry+von+casaloma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261047486735324866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namanya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bobby&lt;/span&gt; (sebetulnya nama aslinya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; darryl&lt;/span&gt; von casaloma haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw beli dia waktu di pluit mall malem2. waktu itu gw ke petshop trus liat2 anjing kebetulan gw sekeluarga liat nih anjing. dan bokap gw langsung tergila - gila ma ni anjing. katanya kakinya gede banget (di dunia anjing, kaki gede itu menjadi pertimbangan kualitas). kalo sodara gw yg cewe sih bilangnya lucu. gw sih suka aja sama semua anjing haha. bahkan kadang2 kalo ada anjing galak, yang lain takut gwnya malah ngedeketin. abis gw pikir anjing itu pasti ada alesan buat gigit. kalo kitanya baek2 ya ga bakal digigit lah. tapi sampe skr blom perna nyoba sih noel2 anjing galak, cuma deketin doank. hahah trus ya uda malem2 gw beli. pas sampe rumah gw inget banget hari2 pertama dia gonggong2 mulu sampe dimasukin ke dalam mobil. tapi abis itu ud ga gonggong2 lagi. bobby ini. . . menurut gw anjing paling pinter yang pernah gw plihara dan mungkin gw temuin. milly yang waktu itu ga bisa apa2 padahal ud 9 bulan. bobby yang waktu itu baru 2 bulan uda bisa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shake hand, sit, down, stay&lt;/span&gt; dan perintah2 lainnya yang dipelajari secara otodidak. gw ampe kagum sendiri dan ngerasa milly itu rada bloon hahah. tapi yang gw bingung, si bobby ini ga pernah gw masukin ke rumah. gatau kenapa. padahal milly aja sampe kamar gw. tapi bobby ga. dia kerjaannya sehari2 lari2 di tmpat mobil aja, kadang2 sampe kotor mainan sama tanah gtu. gw jdi kasian inget dia dolo gapernah masuk. istilahnya ga pernah gw manjain bgt. padahal anjing lain masuk rumah smua. sampe trus kemudian hari.... (to be continued) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/jason+mraz/track/make+it+mine" title="'Jason Mraz - Make It Mine' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Jason Mraz - Make It Mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/181355164915677031-7842148237022649791?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/7842148237022649791/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=7842148237022649791' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/7842148237022649791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/7842148237022649791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2008/10/dogs-another-part-of-my-life-part-1-of.html' title='dogs, another part of my life (part 1 of 2)'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SQL-Z0PF5-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wo88nsrwKUU/s72-c/millyyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181355164915677031.post-2141040002492160843</id><published>2008-07-15T17:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:59:03.045+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream :)</title><content type='html'>akhirnya gw buatt blog juga. rada ga jelas juga sih gw buat ni blog. orang lagi ga ada kerjaaan. trus gr2 liat blog temen gw, jadi iseng2 buat d. mana gw kaga gtu ngerti lagi bkin ginian..&lt;div&gt;huff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya ud gw mo crita.. tadi pagi gw ke skola, ya mulai skola lagi setelah libur sekian panjangnya. dan ternyata skola bner2 bkin ngantuk. lalu pas pelajaran keempat yang adalah pelajaran fisika gw mulai mendengar bu godel berceloteh ria di depan papan tulis. dan karena jiwa gw yang masih pengen libur, gw mala bengong2 bukannya nyatet kyk yg lain. trus gw mikir... gw ud gede mau jadi apa ya... kenapa gw mikir ini? karena sampe skr gw ga ngrti mau kuliah apaaan. emang lo ga ada minat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ADA.MUSIK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tapi kykny bokap gw krg stuju gw pili ini krn ktny di indo pemusik ga bakal laku.. trus ya udah.. gw lanjutin bengong gw lagi....trus gw mkir, gw senang main gitar, gw seneng belajar gitar, gw seneng pnya banyak gitar, gw seneng sama yg namanya gitar pokoknya.. jadi lalu terlintas sebuh ide di otak gw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;napa gw ga jadi pembuat gitar nomor satu di dunia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dan ini menurut gw lumayan sih.. tapi temen sebangku gw, bran suwandrei mala blg " lo kalo mau jdi pembuat gitar harus jadi pemain gitar yg terkenal dlu biar ada nama kayak jimi hendrixx" gw juga pengennn jadi pemain gitar yg hebat kale!! tapi bisa ga gw? yah gw gatau cuma TUHAN yg tau. trus gw mikir lagi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kalo gw mau jadi pembuat gitar, gw masuk jurusan apa ya? musik? teknik industri? teknik mesin? &lt;/span&gt;gw jadi makin bingung.. gw tanya bran, dia bilang teknik industri kalii.. trus ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya udah ud mayan lega sih.. trus akhirnya gw ga bengong lagi dan mencatet pelajaran di depan yg ud ketinggalan banyak dengan pikirann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gw bakal jadi pembuat gitar nomor satu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&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/181355164915677031-2141040002492160843?l=andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2141040002492160843/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=181355164915677031&amp;postID=2141040002492160843' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/2141040002492160843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/181355164915677031/posts/default/2141040002492160843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreaskevintedjosugondo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dream.html' title='my dream :)'/><author><name>andreas kevin tedjosugondo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09227711204741497502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zy9YcS6lCDU/SHyFSUUCTTI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/tVUzYYAw4hA/S220/DSCF1935-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
