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Huahahahaha, saya sedang ngga jelas. Antara panik, stres, kaget, seneng, dan sedih.. Huhuhu T__T Oookay, bad Maya! Never again say sumtin that would probably hurt people's feeling (intentionally)... Never again act wise-ass toward sumwan you probably didn't know too well... You know what, maybe I should learn to keep my mouth shut next time... *mood down* *scratching paper* "Torn it into half" Aaaaaargh!!! I hate those sensitive, over-mellow, and heart-broken guys... And most of all, I hate unconfident, low-self-esteem, and absolutely have no guts kind of guy. That's an exhausting case, I really should start to take cash for doing these type of consultation... Anywaaay =D frankly the comment above is just for some extreme cases, so... never mind.. *sigh* *check email* *screamin* HUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Again, my lil brother is grown up already =D Good, good... now he's asking me how to melt girl's heart down? Hence, I'm asking you .... Please... some

One of my lesson-learnt-from-my-supervisor was to THINK POSITIVE ... Either in bad times... or good times... In laugh.. or cry.. Health or sick... Wealth or unfortunate... Tend to or not... In conscience nor unconscience... ... sounds cheesy, isn't it? ... Well, it did proved soundly when I propose my internship report delay to You-Know-Who... and yeah, I didn't have to re-internship all over again... hmm...

So, after what we would all called an eternal bliss of laziness and denial for having such internship assignment.. last Wednesday I came back to the office in order to pay a visit call to my supervisor (and practically all people I've been working on with). I need their sign and the mark... badly! It began in awkward situation, especially in my part since I got this pretty scary client, but we manage to bring it up to 'our usual level' which is ngaco and ngakak2 ngga jelas. Duh, never thought I would miss the moment when we're having a go with Mr.Iqbal... At one moment, when all the demos and presentation already been done, when Dian rummaged about the papers to be printed, when I and Cecep practically did nothing but to stare at Dian's work, and when Adhita played with the stempel perusahaan.. Mr. Iqbal laid back on his seat, watching as Adhita keep spinning the head of the stempel... what a serious look he plastered on his face. And then he said with a calm tone,

Maan.. just got inspired by this site .. and considering I'm currently working on my year book project so.. hope this stuff will help =P Sorry for all the delayed work, say... KP... Paragita... I'm trying to gather both my mood n muse to finished those =D Good luck to me ^^ Dan dan... saya sedang dalam masa kangen dengan anak-anak SMP dan SMU saya.. T_T Wahai anak2 IPA 1 SMUN 1 Medan dan manusia2 III-3 St. Thomas 1 Medan.... where the heck are you guys?? Masa yaa.. kemaren abis chatting ma Obeth (damn he's a good information center) and from him I acknowledge the data (hueks) kalo ada mantan teman SMP saya yang masuk rehabilitasi narkoba T__T Duuh, padahal kalo diinget-inget... pas SMP dulu anaknya kocak gtuu.. ancur sih iya, tapi untuk sampe masuk rehab? T_T [iklan] Dulu di Medan, gue pernah ke panti rehab juga nemenin nyokap gue ngejenguk om gue... dan perlu diketahui.. panti rehab yang saya kunjungi itu adalah tempat menakutkan !!! Ada pasien yang dirantai segala T__T Hu