<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716</id><updated>2009-06-22T13:43:08.387+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Didalam Kebusukan Hati ...</title><subtitle type='html'>Semua yang ada dalam diri ..tercurah disini...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-114475465619853769</id><published>2006-04-11T18:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:24:16.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Terima kasih untuk seseorang yang telah mo menerima ku apa ada nya .. walaupun belum waktu untuk bertatapan .. hanya memandang wajah tipis tanpa bisa menyentuhnya.. 
teriring cinta dan kasih sayang untuk mu selalu .. 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-114475465619853769?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/114475465619853769/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=114475465619853769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/114475465619853769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/114475465619853769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2006/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-113074775379528014</id><published>2005-10-31T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:51:33.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidak selamanya seorang Ibu selalu membelikan Es Krim untuk anaknya, padahal anaknya sakit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mudeng rak .. ?&lt;/span&gt;

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-113074775379528014?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/113074775379528014/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=113074775379528014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113074775379528014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113074775379528014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/tidak-selamanya-seorang-ibu-selalu.html' title='Tidak selamanya seorang Ibu selalu membelikan Es Krim untuk anaknya, padahal anaknya sakit..'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-113003645401235870</id><published>2005-10-23T09:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:00:54.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not being beautiful was the true blessing . . . not being beautiful forced me to develop my inner resources.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- deep inside of pid -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-113003645401235870?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/113003645401235870/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=113003645401235870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003645401235870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003645401235870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-being-beautiful-was-true-blessing.html' title='Not being 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-113003594623473535?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/113003594623473535/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=113003594623473535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003594623473535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003594623473535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/learn-to-laugh-at-your-troubles-and.html' title='Learn to laugh at your troubles and you&apos;ll never'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-113003537874864987</id><published>2005-10-23T09:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:04:12.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A crush is the path to a secret heartache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gina Romanello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- deep inside of pid - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-113003537874864987?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/113003537874864987/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=113003537874864987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003537874864987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/113003537874864987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/crush-is-path-to-secret-heartache.html' title='A crush is the path to a secret heartache.'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112996813140194211</id><published>2005-10-22T15:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T15:15:21.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>basaahhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>hujann... 
tanah basah... 
semua basah...
yang gak habis pikir, kenapa bisa basah semua.. 

 look likes.. 
tik... tik.. bunyi hujan. diatas genting ..airnya turun tidak terkiraaa.. cobalah tengok cucian dan kebunn... basah semuaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!....

daahhh!!! tambah lagi dahhh.. yang ga kering!! 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112996813140194211?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112996813140194211/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112996813140194211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112996813140194211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112996813140194211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/basaahhhhhhh.html' title='basaahhhhhhh'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112904629398825849</id><published>2005-10-11T22:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:09:15.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kenapa...kenapa...kenapa..ga ngomong dari dulu...klo emang beneran, napa gak berani ngomong..,khan, kejadiannya gak kayak gini..,selalu begituh... napa datang dan pergi, kenapa selalu begituh.. 17 tahun sudah, kamu pendam.., semua yang dilalui berbeda-beda, hanya menjalani dan melalui.., aku sendiri ga mengerti, kenapa diam.. kenapa??..apa kamu ngerasa salah untuk ngomongnya..,.aku pikir..cuma biasa..ga ada maksud apa-apa.., mereka, ya mereka..yang tau hanya biasa ga akan ada lebih ato justru hal biasa.. "&lt;em&gt;namanya juga anak2&lt;/em&gt;" ituh yang selalu mereka omongkan.. 
maafkan aku.., aku ga bermaksud begitu..,maaf untuk saat ini..,keq nya bukan saat yang tepat untuk membicarakannya.. semoga km reti .. masi ada waktu .. beri waktu untuk aku bisa paham dan reti maksud dari ucapan dan omongan km ... gak lebih.., cuma itu, sekali lagi maaf.. terima kasih untuk mu.. simpanlah.., suatu saat km pasti reti.. plz believe!! 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112904629398825849?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112904629398825849/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112904629398825849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112904629398825849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112904629398825849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/kenapa.html' title=''/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112893665795506800</id><published>2005-10-10T21:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:33:38.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“A Tribute to My Soul”</title><content type='html'>Tulisan ini seharusnya diposting beberapa hari yang lalu. Karena terlalu sibuk dengan kerjaan, akhirnya aku lupa untuk menuliskannya sampe “diingatin” kembali oleh janjiMu.

Hari itu aku kecapean. Sesaat kemudian, aku memilih untuk mengistirahatkan kedua kelopak mata bolorku ketimbang untuk memaksakannya tetep melek, dan lagian juga, ternyata jidatku pun ikut2an panas (myumyet..lupa maem obad (=sengaja). Ehh… Gak nyampe 1 menit, aku pun terlelap, gak tau ngimpi apa.. ngimpi apa tidak, sampe aku bangun dengan kagetnya, (perasaan sih) gak lama kemudian oleh bunyi hp-ku (tit..tit..). Kemudian, secara perlahan tapi pasti aku menjangkau hp-ku, melihat nomer yang tertera pada display, and saying something stupid like “Yoi..walaikumsalam” (untuk orang yang aku kenal dekat) dan kamipun mulai berbicara heu. heu. heu. heu. 

Ahhh… lemes..pegel.. Itu yang aku rasakan sambil mengutuki orang yang barusan mengganggu istirahat sejenakku sambil melirik jam di hp-ku. ASTAGA!!! Ternyata aku sudah terlelap ampir 8 jam dari jam 12 malem tadi hari itu. Arrgghh…!!! Buru2 mandi dan setelah itu bikin teh pahit anget dan menyeruputnya dengan tenang.

Sambil menikmati teh, gak nyadar ternyata aku mulai melamun. Aku lupa apa yang aku lamunkan. Tapi yang jelas, dari seluruh lamunanku itu, aku masuk ke keadaan dimana pada saat aku tidur dan terbangun oleh bunyi hp, mengangkatnya dan mengucapkan salam, hal ini yang akhirnya membuat aku tersenyum.

Tapi, dari hasil lamunanku itu aku berkesimpulan begini. Pertama. “Jiwa” itu adanya di otak bukan di hati karena apa yang kita pikirkan itu selalu ada di otak. Gak ada kan orang mikir sambil megangin hatinya yang berkernyit. Kedua. “Jiwa” itu adalah otak itu sendiri. Tapi pemikiran ini kemudian gugur... Seandainya aku diperkenankan untuk “berpulang”, maka otakku pun akan ikut2 mati. Otomatis impuls tidak bisa mengirimkan acknowledge message ke syaraf dan syaraf gak bisa membangkitkan otot untuk mengangkat ponsel dan juga menggerakkan mulutku buat bilang “Yoi..Walaikumsalam” kan. Ketiga. Banyak orang termasuk aku berpikiran prosesor itu adalah otak. Tapi setelah peristiwa yang kualami hari itu, aku berpikiran, “jiwa” itulah prosesornya.

Banyak orang termasuk aku kadang mengalami “amnesia” ringan pada saat dibangunkan secara mendadak. Mungkin hari itu aku mimpinya gak aneh2. Jadinya “&lt;em&gt;jiwa&lt;/em&gt;”ku melayang gak jauh2 amat. Sehingga ketika ponselku berbunyi dya langsung balik ke otak dan mulai membangunkan otakku untuk mulai bekerja dan mengingat dimana letak Hp-ku, kemudian mengingat ketika aku melihat nomer yang tertera di display adalah seseorang yang aku kenal dekat dan hue hu ehu uhue  (maksudnya pembicaraan kami hari itu)

Ok. Dari ketiga hal yang sanggup aku pikirkan , aku bisa tersenyum dan gak perlu kuwatir kalo2 nanti ketemu Nya. Pertanyaannya adalah: Apa yang mesti aku tanyakan?

“Kenapa dia meninggalkanku?” “Kenapa dia tidak mencintaiku?” “Kenapa dia mengkhianatiku?” “D’oh! &lt;strong&gt;CInta melulu! BASI! Taekkk!!&lt;/strong&gt; Bisa yang lain gak? Kayak gak ada aja urusan lain yang lebih penting dari itu yang bisa kaw tanyakan?” “Ok, Bund.cool ae. Ok. Pikirkan dulu apa yang mau km tanyakan...
Lakukan apa yang jadi hak km.., perbuatlah.. jika itu yang km inginkan ..
ga perlu gengsi.., lakukan sebisamu.., klo itu yang bisa memuaskanmu.. 
sebelum aku mati...


- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112893665795506800?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112893665795506800/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112893665795506800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112893665795506800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112893665795506800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/tribute-to-my-soul.html' title='“A Tribute to My Soul”'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112883559713880540</id><published>2005-10-09T21:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:34:21.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayadan Hati Dya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.christiananswers.net/q-abr/cyrus_tomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.christiananswers.net/q-abr/cyrus_tomb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


Saya bukan orang yang optimistis, bukan orang yang yakin bahwa dunia setelah maut itu sekadar ruangan yang berbeda dari dunia saya hari ini. Saya pun ternyata takut mati. Belakangan ini ada saja yang selalu menghantui.. panggilan aneh yang selalu muncul sampai pada akhirnya. dan, Keinginan ku seperti akan dan tetap menjadi keinginan yang terpendam... hanya bayangan yang kuterawang, kulihat..
 
Menjelang dipanggil oleh Nya, dya sudah mempersiapkan segalanya, Dia meninggal dalam senyum dan meninggalkan senyuman. Panjang pendek usia memang sebuah akhir. Beberapa tahun lampau, Kematian diri sendiri maupun kematian orang lain, tak semua orang siap menghadapinya. Termasuk kematian sebuah blog barangkali...
tapi .. sampai kapan ku harus menunggu... aku ga pengin hidup seribu tahun lagi.. sehari saja cukup... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Inna Lillahi Wa Inna Lillahi Rojiun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. Telah berpulang kepadaNya... 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112883559713880540?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112883559713880540/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112883559713880540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112883559713880540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112883559713880540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/sayadan-hati-dya.html' title='Sayadan Hati Dya'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112883646579364867</id><published>2005-10-09T12:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:37:35.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 Nissan GT-R PROTO Concept  by Neilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rsportscars.com/foto/10/gtrproto05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.rsportscars.com/foto/10/gtrproto05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Specifications
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Engine&lt;/span&gt;
Type:                                           n.a.
Displacement cu in (cc):                  n.a.
Power bhp (kW) at RPM:                          n.a.
Torque lb-ft (Nm) at RPM:                  n.a.
Redline at RPM:                          n.a.
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brakes &amp; Tires&lt;/span&gt;
Brakes F/R:                                  n.a.
Tires F-R:                                  n.a.
Driveline:                                  n.a.
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Exterior Dimensions &amp; Weight&lt;/span&gt;
Length × Width × Height in:                  n.a.
Weight lb (kg):                          n.a.
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Performance&lt;/span&gt;
Acceleration 0-62 mph s:                  n.a.
Top Speed mph (km/h):                          n.a.
Fuel Economy EPA city/highway mpg (l/100 km):  n.a.

Base Price: 2005 Nissan GT-R PROTO Concept - n.a. (last update: 10/7/2005)
 
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nissan Unveils the GT-R PROTO - Official Launch Set for 2007&lt;/span&gt;

At the 35th Tokyo Motor Show in 2001, Nissan unveiled the GT-R Concept, confirming that the GT-R legend would be continued into the 21st century. Then, at the 37th Tokyo Motor Show in 2003, Nissan announced the next-generation GT-R would be rolled out in 2007. Now with the launch of the production model just two years away, the development of the new GT-R has moved ahead again with the reveal of the GT-R PROTO.
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;
Ultimate Driving Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;

In essence, driving pleasure means that a car responds faithfully to the driver's wishes and performs precisely as expected. Successive generations of the GT-R have consistently pursued this vision of ultimate driving pleasure. Whether on the road or the racetrack, the GT-R has always represented ultimate performance combined with handling qualities that stay faithful to the driver’s wishes, in all conditions. As a result, the GT-R has built a reputation that extends far beyond just its loyal owner base.

&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Exterior Design&lt;/span&gt;

The design of the GT-R PROTO expresses pure GT-R heritage, coming from the first model PGC10 (1969) through R34 (1999), in a new and expressive form.

From its original roots as a pure-bred Japanese performance car, the new GT-R will now be a car sold globally, recognizing its ability to compete with the very best in the world. For the first time in its history, the new GT-R will be designed as a specific body-style, and not derived from a sedan.

The design language of the GT-R PROTO is expressed by a distinctive body-style that communicates pure performance and functionality. The form of the GT-R PROTO instantly expresses its purpose and potential, but in a way that is unique to this iconic car.

At the front end, the single centre air intake is designed to optimize airflow and to strongly link the identity of the GT-R from R34 to GT-R Concept (2001). Front fenders are uniquely designed through intensive analysis of the airflow around the tires and the air vent behind the front fender also optimizes aerodynamics. The sides of the body are sculptured towards the rear fender, expressing the power and dynamic tension of the car.

The overall shape of the body combines solid and smooth surfaces to achieve the look of a well-trained athlete. The unique C-pillar crease is designed for optimum aerodynamics, reflecting the racing DNA of the GT-R.

The rear of the GT-R PROTO is strong and well defined. The signature four ring-shaped tail lamps provide an immediate visual link to previous GT-R models. Four large-bore exhaust pipes complete the purposeful look, which could only be that of a pure GT-R.

The GT-R PROTO provides for the first time a clear indication of the final design direction for the production model to be launched in 2007, the first all-new GT-R in eight years

Copyright © 2001-2005 RSportsCars.com. All rights reserve
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01.23pm50cent-Rowdy
pid..
dalam kesendirian...,tak ada yang bisa dilakukan...hanya diam...diam dan diam!.. sepi senyap dalam ruang sempit menunggu datangnya pagi... menatap meratapi perjalanan waktu yang berlalu.. selimut penghangat tidur hanya menyelimuti diri.., bantal satu-satunya penahan kepala berubah menjadi bantal penahan dada.. rasa sesak yang diderita tak ubahnya.., penusukan dalam diri.., kesalahan pribadi mungkin menjadi karma.., menghancurkan dan dihancurkan.., sudah terbiasa dalam hidup..., lalu... sebenarnya hidup itu untuk apa??.. selalu berakhir dalam kepahitan.., apa kepahitan itu akhir dari hidup.. wutz e per la ... /me want to be cuex.. fuck for life.. not terrible on /me. no need to be good ; i'm different.. maybe ; i'm suck!! ouwh.yess!! ; there nuthin spose to do.. ; me is me,not your.. ; no need.. ouch shiT!! from now... be back to last ago..before i knew u.. 9102189

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[announcer]
Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old.Fed up with life and the way things are going,he decides to rob a liquor store.("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes")But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart.And suddenly, his conscience comes into play...("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this")

[Dr. Dre]
Alright, stop!  (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence  (But who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin conscience 

[Eminem]
That's nonsense! Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs Tell her you need a place to stay 
You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade 

[Dr. Dre]
Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns

[Eminem]
Fuck that!  Do that shit!  Shoot that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit?  Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies?  Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?  

[Dr. Dre]
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it!  (You're right!)Not over this shit  (Stop!) Drop the biscuit  (I will!) Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you
(You know what Dre?  I don't like your attitude..) 

{sound of static} 

("It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a minute") 
("Mmm, I don't know!")
("Look baby..")
("Damn!")
("Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?")
("Well OK..")

[announcer]
Meet Stan, twenty-one years old.  ("Give me a kiss!") 
After meeting a young girl at a rave party, things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. Once again, his conscience comes into play...  ("Shit!")

[Eminem]
Now listen to me, while you're kissin her cheek and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe..  Yo!  This girl's only fifteen years old You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair) Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair?  (Uh huh!) Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare il she passes out and she forgot how she got there
(Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie _Kids_?) No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest! (Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?) Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail.. 

{sound of static} 

{pickup idling, radio playing}

[announcer]
Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker. After coming home from a hard day's work, he walks in the door of his trailer park home to find his wife in bed with another man. ("WHAT THE FUCK?!?!")
("Grady!!")

[Dr. Dre]
Alright calm down, relax, start breathin..

[Eminem]
Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off?! FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH'S HEAD OFF!!!

[Dr. Dre]
Wait!  What if there's an explanation for this shit? (What?  She tripped?  Fell?  Landed on his dick?!) Alright Shady, maybe he's right Grady But think about the baby before you get all crazy

[Eminem]
Okay!  Thought about it, still wanna stab her? Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her? That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped DEE BARNES??!

[Dr. Dre]
What'chu say?  (What's wrong?   Didn't think I'd remember?)I'ma kill you motherfucker!

[Eminem]
Uhhh-aahh!  Temper temper!  Mr. Dre?  Mr. N.W.A.?  Mr. AK comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

[Dr. Dre]
Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went Been there, done that.. aw fuck it... What am I sayin?  Shoot em both Grady, where's your gun at?  

{gun fires, is cocked, and re-fired}

- deep inside of pid -

DataServ:RoleModel:Stereo3:25:192kb/ps40Kz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112849719459654748?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112849719459654748/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112849719459654748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112849719459654748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112849719459654748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/guilty-conscience.html' title='Guilty Conscience'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112848751555455974</id><published>2005-10-05T11:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:45:15.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deep 
deeply
deepest 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112848751555455974?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112848751555455974/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112848751555455974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848751555455974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848751555455974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/deep-deeply-deepest-deep-inside-of-pid.html' title=''/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112848423738277843</id><published>2005-10-05T10:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:50:37.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; (-_-) _</title><content type='html'>Gelap.. 
Berjalan menapaki hidup
Sepi meratapi diri
Mencari jati diri 

Bayang..
Bayang-bayang itu selalu menampakkan diri
Seolah memanggil.. 

Terukir nama putih tertera
Tegap berdiri tak tergoyahkan bayu 
Diantara rerumputan hijau terbentang 
Basah.. tersiram duka yang mendalam
Rebah, terbujur kaku dalam kedalaman siti
Terdiam dalam kata dan swara 
Menanti sebuah kata terucap 
Malaikat "bicaralah.."

Lamunan itu .. 
Hanya bisa merasakan tanpa bisa melakukan..
Pusara itu .. akan berakhir disana ..
Mungkinkah akan terjadi 

Arti sebuah kehidupan 
Menuju ke alam yang lebih sempurna 
menunggu... dan menunggu  
Menunggu saat mereka mengambil "nya"...

Semoga mereka mau menerima 
Semoga ....

pid /27/client/id/1016amoct5005
np:per aspera ad astra / the elements - Dj killian  
pid - troutills

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112848423738277843?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112848423738277843/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112848423738277843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848423738277843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848423738277843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_05.html' title='&lt; (-_-) _'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112848421572077435</id><published>2005-10-05T10:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:50:15.726+07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; (-_-) _</title><content type='html'>Gelap.. 
Berjalan menapaki hidup
Sepi meratapi diri
Mencari jati diri 

Bayang..
Bayang-bayang itu selalu menampakkan diri
Seolah memanggil.. 

Terukir nama putih tertera
Tegap berdiri tak tergoyahkan bayu 
Diantara rerumputan hijau terbentang 
Basah.. tersiram duka yang mendalam
Rebah, terbujur kaku dalam kedalaman siti
Terdiam dalam kata dan swara 
Menanti sebuah kata terucap 
Malaikat "bicaralah.."

Lamunan itu .. 
Hanya bisa merasakan tanpa bisa melakukan..
Pusara itu .. akan berakhir disana ..
Mungkinkah akan terjadi 

Arti sebuah kehidupan 
Menuju ke alam yang lebih sempurna 
menunggu... dan menunggu  
Menunggu saat mereka mengambil "nya"...

Semoga mereka mau menerima 
Semoga ....

pid /27/client/id/1016amoct5005
np:per aspera ad astra / the elements - Dj killian  
pid - troutills

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112848421572077435?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112848421572077435/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112848421572077435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848421572077435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112848421572077435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='&lt; (-_-) _'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112839604325903247</id><published>2005-10-04T09:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:09:41.930+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tertinggalkan waktu</title><content type='html'>perpisahan yang tak terelakkan ...
saat yang tidak diinginkan terjadi juga.. 
mereka yang memintakan nya ... 

pribadi hanya menerima.. pasrah dengan keadaan yang ada..
mereka dan mereka meminta.. minta melupakannya.. 
hanya meratapi diri.. diri yang kosong 
ruang dan waktu berjalan tanpa mempedulikan diri.. 
kesenangan sesaat berubah menjadi ketidakpedulian penuh..

karena dia diri begini.. mereka yang meminta.
akankah selalu begitu meratapi diri..
untuk tidak memperdulikan lagi..
balik ke masa sebelumnya..
dalam kesendirian tanpa arti..

terlalu pahit untuk dikenang..
terlalu manis untuk dilupakan..
terlalu kejam untuk ditegaskan.. 

3 okt,...terputusnya tali kasih ..  
demi sebuah kepatuhan pada mereka yang selayak dihormati dan dihargai 
tindakan dan tuturkata mereka mengandung makna.. kata tersirat

berdiri sendiri melihat diri yang penuh dengan tidak kesempurnaan dan kekurangan yang ada.. 
mereka .. hanya memandang sebelah mata.. tanpa melihat lebih dalam ..
payah memang.. diri yang penuh kekurangan 
tak merasa lebih baik dari mereka-mereka yang lain 
karena kekurangan itu mungkin adanya..

hanya menerima dan pasrah..
terima kasih ..

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np : In Your Mind - Digital Productions 128kp(in Stereo) 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112839604325903247?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112839604325903247/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112839604325903247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112839604325903247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112839604325903247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/tertinggalkan-waktu.html' title='tertinggalkan waktu'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112835458443254122</id><published>2005-10-03T22:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:49:44.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of A Lonely Guy</title><content type='html'>Push it out, fake a smile AVERT disaster, just in time I need a drink, cause in a while Worthless answers from friends of mine It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore Girls posess me, but they're never mine I made my entrance, avoided hazards Checked my engine, I fell behind I fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fuckin' boy 

Remember when I was in the grocery store, now's my time Lost the words,lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine So read my book with a boring ending A short story of a lonely guy

Who fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fuckin' boy

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy

Lyrcs 
Story Of A Lonely Guy 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112835458443254122?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112835458443254122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112835458443254122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-of-lonely-guy_03.html' title='Story Of A Lonely Guy'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112835430994944790</id><published>2005-10-03T22:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:45:51.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of A Lonely Guy</title><content type='html'>Push it out, fake a smile AVERT disaster, just in time I need a drink, cause in a while Worthless answers from friends of mine It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore Girls posess me, but they're never mine I made my entrance, avoided hazards Checked my engine, I fell behind I fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fuckin' boy 

Remember when I was in the grocery store, now's my time Lost the words,lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine So read my book with a boring ending A short story of a lonely guy

Who fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fuckin' boy

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy

Lyrcs 
Story Of A Lonely Guy &lt;http://www.lyrics007.com/Blink-182%20Lyrics/Story%20Of%20A%20Lonely%20Guy%20Lyrics.html/

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112835430994944790?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112835430994944790/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112835430994944790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112835430994944790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112835430994944790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-of-lonely-guy.html' title='Story Of A Lonely Guy'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112831207178363542</id><published>2005-10-03T10:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:01:11.790+07:00</updated><title type='text'>beginilah pid ..</title><content type='html'>sekian lama menunggu.. akhir nya ku temukan juga... rasa kangen yang terpendam.. terlampiaskan jua.. 

tetapi ... 
untuk saat ini mungkin takkan terulang kembali .. 
mereka .., mereka yang selama ini menyayangi dan menghargai telah pergi meninggalkanku 
meninggalkan semua kenangan.
mereka... mereka selalu begitu, datang dan pergi di setiap kehidupan ku .. 
yang tak dapat kulukiskan .. sebagai hal yang menurut aku baik..tapi justru menghancurkan ku.... demi kesenangan sesaat, 
dan hanya itu yang mereka cari dari diriku..,
kenapa selalu begitu.. ada apa dengan aku..,adakah yang lebih dari ku.., hingga kurun saat ini selalu begitu, 
berjalan menempuh waktu.. hingga saat yang tepat untuk menpermainkanku.. 
hanya kata yang terucap, janji terlaksana, tipuan maha dashyat.. 
terima kasih.. 

terimakasih telah mewarnai kehidupanku dengan segala macam warna dan suara .. 

22 / user / idaman / saat pid lg sakit radang tenggorokan 
   
- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112831207178363542?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112831207178363542/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112831207178363542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112831207178363542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112831207178363542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/beginilah-pid.html' title='beginilah pid ..'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112824293927344351</id><published>2005-10-02T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T15:48:59.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'>from D'dipinsaitofpid</title><content type='html'>kulukis sebuah nama, ku ukir sebuah nama
hanya namamu...
ada rindu ada pula ragu
berapa lama aku harus menunggu
tuk berharap yang satu
bahwa sesungguhnya aku sangat mencintaimu...

memang benar aku telah salah padamu
tak pernah menghargai cintamu dan perasaanmu
meskipun aku bukan milikmu
tapi hati dan cintaku tetap untukmu
walaupun cinta sejati takan pernah berpihak pada kita
akan kulukis dalam lagu
dengarkanlah lagu ini tentang melodi rahasia hati
kunyanyikan untukmu....

karena aku telah merasakan cinta saat bersamamu
aku takan pernah melupakan cinta sejati bersamamu
walupun hanya sesaat maafkan aku kasih....

jangan pernah membenciku
jangan pernah melupakanku
jangan pernah kau merasa ragu
bila kamu masih menyayangiku
karena cinta sesungguhnya tidak dapat diuji dengan ciuman
tapi perasaan haluslah yang dapat mengujinya...

selamat tinggal masa laluku.. maapkan aku..
kini aku akan melangkah dan mulai membuka lembaran baru dalam hidupku
maafkanlah segala rasa sakit hati yang pernah kulalakukan padamu
aku dijalanku sendiri,kamu dijalanmu sendiri
peluk cium dan kasihku sampai disini sampai akhirnya kisah sejati kita

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semakin lama kian tampak.. tampak tidak jelas!
mau dibawa kemana arah kaki ini.. 
menapak dan terus menapak.. 
perih, kesal dan cape ... terabaikan, demi mencari kejelasan dari hidup..
emang kita hidup untuk apa?.. apa selalu begitu?..
selalu bertanya "kemana.., bagaimana,sampai kapan..?" tidak ada yang tau..
semua memiliki jalan hidup sendiri-sendiri.. 
dengan ketidak jelasan pada tiap masing-masing indiv
sekian kali mencoba selalu berakhir sama.. 
dan, ya... selamat menapaki hidup.. 
kehidupan yang tidak jelas ... 
dan terucap salam selamat.., bagi mereka yang telah menemukan kehidupannya.. dan makna dari kehidupannya.. 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112822428799782991?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112822428799782991/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112822428799782991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112822428799782991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112822428799782991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/hidup_02.html' title='hidup!'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112822375404512003</id><published>2005-10-02T10:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:29:14.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup!</title><content type='html'>hidup tanpa kejelasan..  memang begitulah adanya.. 
semakin lama kian tampak.. tampak tidak jelas!
mau dibawa kemana arah kaki ini.. 
menapak dan terus menapak.. 
perih, kesal dan cape ... terabaikan, demi mencari kejelasan dari hidup..
emang kita hidup untuk apa?.. apa selalu begitu?..
selalu bertanya "kemana.., bagaimana,sampai kapan..?" tidak ada yang tau..
semua memiliki jalan hidup sendiri-sendiri.. 
dengan ketidak jelasan pada tiap masing-masing indiv
sekian kali mencoba selalu berakhir sama.. 
dan, ya... selamat menapaki hidup.. 
kehidupan yang tidak jelas ... 
dan terucap salam selamat.., bagi mereka yang telah menemukan kehidupannya.. dan makna dari kehidupannya.. 

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112822375404512003?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112822375404512003/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112822375404512003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112822375404512003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112822375404512003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/10/hidup.html' title='hidup!'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112814961370930760</id><published>2005-10-01T13:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:53:33.713+07:00</updated><title type='text'>segawon bercerita ...</title><content type='html'>tiada beralasan untuk mencari kebahagian... 
rasa itu tumbuh alami seperti apa adanya.. 
kemanapun.. kamu mencari .. 
gak akan bisa menemukan nya.. 
semua berawal dari diri kamu sendiri dan beakhir juga dari diri kamu sendiri.. 

...
kebahagiaan ku... jg kebahagiaan mu... kesedihan mu juga kesedihan ku... 
selama ini yang selalu aku perhatikan ,, hanya kamu .. kamu dan sikap mu... 
ga lebih.. 

apa yang kulakukan semua ini mungkin bertentangan dengan kehendak mu dan juga kehendak ku .. permusuhan , pertikaian , caci maki , hinaan , lontaran kata maksiat .. semua nya .. 
mungkin itu ga lebih dari menghancurkan.. dan bukan untuk mencinta.. tapi malah menghancurkan rasa cinta itu..

kamu...,yang selalu terdiam.. aku sendiri bingung.. mo gimana menyikapi semua sifat mu.. , merespon maupun tidak . tak ada guna.. 
yang ada hanya diam... diam .. dan diam... (terdiam)

kala ku bertanya..., hanya terdengar kata "gapa" , emang apa arti dari kata itu bisa menyakinkan bawah diri kamu baek.. ,kenapa kamu selalu begitu..

aku... emang ga baek.. dan nyata nya emang ga lebih baek dari temen2 yang laen .......... terlalu nakal, jahad dan kejam .. tidak pernah mengerti dengan keadaan orang laen.. emang!!! 

jahad kannn... aku!!?

sekarang.. lakukan apa yg pengen kamu lakukan... kepada ku.. 
aku hanya menunggu ... menunggu.. 
ku berserah kepada Mu.. 

aku yakin itu.. 

ku merasa.. rasa itu mungkin masi ada... dan tersimpan rapi dalam hati-Mu.. dan tidak seorang pun yang tau....
dan aku sendiri ga tau... 
hanya kamu... 

maapin aku... aku yang tak beda dengan asu .. binatang jalang !! menggonggong selalu, tidak pernah untuk menghargai keadaan...., yang ada hanya untuk kepuasan diri tanpa mementingan lawan nya... 

hanya itu mungkin.. kata yg tepat .. 
makasih.. semua nya 
untuk cerita nya 

 
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[Intro]
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath

[Cho]
I guess you didn't know
I be back for more
Everybody's on the floor
Goin', goin' outta control

[Brdg]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set if off

[V.1]
Sick with it boy, better get wit it what
In the club, I get it goin' goin' uhh
Just move it to the music its on
To the sound of 50 and D-R-E
Everythings calculated in time percised
Never move another mill let's get right aight
Success is my drug of choice I'm high off life
Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice
Shorty do what you wanna do
Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move
Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise
Its whatever you want, the fact is I got more than I flaunt

[Cho]
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

[Bridge]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set if off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off

[V.2]
System thumpin', dance floor jumpin'
We thirty deep in this bitch, we stuntin'
Thats what you get, you in my hood
I thought you understood
You know me, VIP, no ID
Bottles in DP, I do it real BIG
Bitches break their necks to be where I be
Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy
I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe
Doc got the antedote and send the drugs in the nose
Can you feel it, Em said for me to make ya feel it
And remind you that you rockin' with the realest

[Cho]
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

[Brdg]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off

[V.3]
I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up
I do my thang in the club with the burner tounge
Till the speakers all blown we gon' turn it up
And do that damn thang, yeah do that mayn
Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low
Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the flo'
A little dose of it, now I want some more
No body put that thang on me like that before
I be a fiend for it, its the way you move
But I ain't payin' for it, cause I ain't no fool
If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it
Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it

[Cho]
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

[Brdg]
Set if off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off


Thanks to 
josafe@tmail.com for these lyrics
thedeadman@hauntedmansion.com, 
danix3x@aol.com, 
Hennessey624@yahoo.com, 
bluntsk8r@hotmail.com 
for correcting these lyrics

- deep inside of pid -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;jangan lupa tinggalkan pesan.. ga perlu yang baik-baik, hinaan, cacian, makian apapun.. pid terima.. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17211716-112809093637349783?l=dueque.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/feeds/112809093637349783/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17211716&amp;postID=112809093637349783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112809093637349783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17211716/posts/default/112809093637349783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dueque.blogspot.com/2005/09/50-cent-lyric-2.html' title='50 cent lyric #2'/><author><name>Orang² Aneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638501449957884752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02842227578882029927'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17211716.post-112808598560862033</id><published>2005-09-30T19:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:13:05.613+07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMINEM Cong`r</title><content type='html'>eminem is one of me fav rappers but he has lost it marshell mathers LP was the bomb eminem show alright encore was shit it was all dance music he need to get more angry b4 he raps monkingbird was shit and ass like that wasnt much better best song on that cd was rainman and like toy soldiers but eminem need to go back and re-live marshell mathers day songs like kill u and criminal were the bomb just like his early stuff like role model they were better monkey see monkey do was good too he is a mad rapper i cant take that from him better then 50 but not better then 2pac, snoop, dre, ice cube or nas 50 is shit ne ways im a haters of popsters saying they run the rap game he runs shit all fuck fag cent n G-unit and ya'll all who hate the game half ya havnt heard his shit n yayo is trash bunk and banks r alright but the rest is trash mobb deep have had one good song ive hear shock one part 2 thats is ya'll should listen to the game coz he is lame like 50 his nothin without 50 ay he is a name ya'll all hear 4 a long long long time ya'll feelin me here.. mayB 
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