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Since it's the last day of November, my favorite month of the year, I'd like to do a little reminiscence hehe. Well, this month have been rough and challenging for me. At the beginning of the month, I was trying hard to finish the research report (and its many unimportant administration docs) on time. In the mean time, I also went through few job interviews so I have to make extra efforts to get the report done. After few days of reporting; analysing, charting, etc etc..on 11-11-11--what a fine date!--we&amp;nbsp;finally get the report submitted.&lt;/div&gt;
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One thing checked, another is waiting. Earlier of the month I was applying as research executive at some market research companies. After several tests and interviews, I had to decide which one I wanted to hire me. Though decision it is. A few discussions with friends and family sure helped me to decide, but in the end it's my own cause and decision that matters the most. So after few days thinking and trying to believe my intuition, I decided to turned down one of the offer to join the first company and it was before I knew if I got accepted at the other company. But not so long after that, it turned out that the other company gave me the offering and I will start to work tomorrow :)&lt;/div&gt;
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..ohh and last but not least, there is two special day in November: my birthday and my anniversary :) Nothing fancy happen nor any celebration, just cherished the moment and be grateful for everything that happen since the last November.&lt;/div&gt;
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Hope I will see you again next year, November :)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PS. I don't believe 2012 is the end of the world :p&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/7541243061439259397-3942950832413928211?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Four months of blogging hiatus makes me wanna start fresh. I decided to change my blog template--instead of posting something interesting :p. My new template is clean, simple, and transparent with soothing bamboo leaves as background. I prefer not to use shabby layout, only one column and one post per page, just simple. I don't know if any of my blog readers (if any) prefers to read blogs with many links to surf the entire blog. Well, this blog doesn't have much to see so I think it's for the best. And nowadays blogwalkers use google reader/ rss feed right? Noone really surf deep into blogs anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541243061439259397-8359289843608732729?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sidang skripsi&lt;/b&gt;, 28 Juni 2011&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Malam sebelum sidang, gue cuma tidur 3 jam saking gak bisa tidurnya dan berulang-ulang latihan presentasi. Lalu datanglah hari terpenting dalam kehidupan akademis gue! Gue dapet jadwal&amp;nbsp; sidang jam 1 siang di ruang rapat KMK Sosial, dengan penguji Mbak Wiwik dan Mbak Dewi Maulina. Presentasinya alhamdulillah lancar, tapi sesi tanya-jawabnya ituuu gue dibabat!! hahaha *tertawa miris* Anyway, sidang skripsi itu gak seserem yang dibayangkan kok ternyataa. Masih lebih horror ujian kompre KAUP :p tapi abis sidang gue gak yakin nilai gue akan A, gue cuma ngarep paling B+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh iya, pas sidang itu gue dianterin sama nyokap dan adik gue hihihi.. Butuh emotional support banget soalnya. Terus si pacar juga akhirnya sempat dateng di sela-sela break makan siangnya, dia lari-lari dari FH trus naik ke lt.3 gak pake lift. Perjuanganmu tak akan aku lupakan, terima kasih ya selalu ada saat aku&amp;nbsp; butuh kamu :') Lalu selesai sidang juga gue banyak ditemenin sama temen-temen Psikojoy &amp;amp; Piggy sisters! Dengan tampang tegang gak santai, mereka rame banget nungguin gue, bawain eskrim, dan bikin poster gitu.. Terima kasih ya teman-teman :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ngumpulin revisi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue revisi 3x dalam seminggu, kerja rodi bangettttt apalagi printilannya sangat banyak sekali! Saran gue untuk mahasiswa skripsi: Dari awal pengerjaan skripsi harus dipelajari format skripsinya dan printilan-printilan skripsi yang harus dikumpulin. Lalu bikin skripsinya sesuai sama format itu, biar di akhir pengumpulan gak lagi ribet masalah format, karena mbenerin format skripsi dan mberesin printilan itu makan waktu yg cukup lama. Misalnya (untuk skripsi UI), autotext 'Universitas Indonesia' harus dimulai dari halaman abstrak tapi gak boleh ada di lembar pengesahan. Terus posisi nomor halaman di awal bab ada di bawah-tengah, sementara di halaman setelahnya posisi nomor halaman di atas-kanan. Nah yang kayak gitu-gitu, banyak-detail-nyusahin. Alhamdulillah gue berhasil melewati rintangan itu dan lolos ngumpulin skripsi gue ke perpus tanpa ada yang perlu dibetulin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Judicium&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini adalah hari dimana kami resmi jadi sarjana :) dan hari ini juga barengan sama ujian S2nya pacar. Sebenernya agak kurang greget karena gue udah tau nilai skripsi gue beberapa hari sebelumnya. Alhamdulillah nilainya tidak seperti yang gue bayangkan hehe.. Memang academic self-efficacy gue jongkok sih :p Lalu gue tersadar bahwa gue sekarang: PENGANGGURAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Presentasi kemajuan riset UI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa waktu yang lalu gue diajak pembimbing skripsi gue untuk melanjutkan penelitian payung skripsi untuk jadi riset yang dibiayai hibah UI. Nah pas ada presentasi, gue diajak sama dosen gue..acaranya di Engineering Center FTUI. Di presentasi itu, tiap tim peneliti akan dicecar sama reviewer heuheu.. Termasuk penelitian kami, katanya bu reviewer penelitian kami kurang punya urgensi. Agak dongkol dengernya, namanya juga penelitian awal, bu... Entah ya, gue jadi punya insight bahwa akademisi akan punya sudut pandang yang se-kaku itu. Dia akan memandang isu-isu yang penting adalah isu yang dia minati. Well, that's just my thought.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pelatihan Fasilitator OBM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Untuk mengisi waktu nganggur sekalian cari duit, gue melamar jadi fasilitator OBM dan alhamdulillah keterima. Pas pelatihan gue ketemu banyak temen baru (dan leih banyak temen lama :p). Gue sekelompok sama dua junior dari Psiko dan FIB, dua-duanya cowok tapi untungnya nyambung sama gue. Seru lah pokoknya! :D Di hari terakhir pelatihan nih yang agak kacrut, kelompok kami harus roleplay di kelas yang buas heheu..sukses banget bikin gue setres. Mudah-mudahan maba UI 2011 gak ada yang sebuas mereka..aaminn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps. Dear mahasiswa baru UI 2011, jangan lupa membawa KERTAS ACCOUNT ID kamu ya selama OBM! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bincang Edukasi #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalo mau tau selengkapnya ttg bined, &lt;a href="http://bincangedukasi.com/"&gt;klik disini&lt;/a&gt;. Di acara itu gue membantu salah satu presenternya (senior gue di Bilik Musik Psikologi) untuk mengkampanyekan gerakan peduli musik anak. Gue dan teman-teman nyanyiin lagu anak-anak gitu..hihihi. Acaranya di @america Pacific Place, kami kesana naik bis kuning kayak jalan-jalan tour haha.. Alhamdulillah banget acaranya lancar dan gue mendapat banyak insight tentang pendidikan, bekal kalo udah punya anak nanti ehehehe :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa hal yang gue inget, nyari sekolah buat anak itu tricky banget, orang tua gak bisa bener-bener ngasih yang ideal untuk anaknya. Sekolah yg bagus biasanya mahal dan belum tentu dekat dengan rumah, jadi orang tua cuma bisa berkompromi sama lembaga pendidikan yang ada. Sisanya, ya dipenuhi sendiri sama orang tua di rumah. Bener-bener jadi mikir gue, pokoknya kalo mau beli rumah harus mempertimbangkan apakah ada sekolah berkualitas yang jaraknya bisa dijangkau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lalu dari gerakan peduli musik anak, kami dibagiin gratis CD yang isinya lagu anak-anak. Gerakan ini bermula dari keprihatinan bahwa musik anak-anak masa kini hampir tidak ada dan kurang berkualitas. Dari pengalaman gue sendiri sih, ada tuh sepupu gue yang kelas 1 SD sukanya dengerin anthem Arema (klub sepak bola dari Malang, Jawa Timur). Sepanjang perjalanan, kalo lagi naik mobil, nonstop tuh 1 CD diputer berulang-ulang. Maklum, bapaknya si anak supporter setia Arema.. Isi lagunya memang gak provokatif dan berupa penyemangat aja, tapi ya gak appropriate juga buat anak-anak. Terus ada lagi Kid's Choice Awardnya Nickelodeon, masak nominatornya Anang, Nidji, Vidi Aldiano???? What the hell happened here??? Gak ngerti lagi deh gue.. Makanya gue dukung banget ini gerakan peduli musik anak!! \m/&amp;nbsp; Musik itu penting banget lho buat perkembangan anak, jadi dipilah-pilah lah musik buat anak kecil. Tenang saja calon anakku, kamu tidak akan terekspos musik yang aneh-aneh :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...yak demikian kira-kira highlight kehidupan gue hehe. Disela-sela kegiatan diatas, yang gue lakukan adalah nonton TV series! :D Yang gue tonton lumayan banyak ternyata, Grey's Anatomy season 6 &amp;amp; 7, Desperate Housewives season 7, True Blood season 4, Glee season 1 &amp;amp; 2, Dorama Kekkon Dekinai Otoko &amp;amp; Orange Days..banyak banget yaa! Maklum lah selama skripsi gue kan kuper TV series :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaah~ beneran gak terasa gue udah lulus aja :') next step: CARI KERJA (BENERAN)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doakan gue ya :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Gue lagi beli roti di toko roti semacam BreadTalk, di dalam mimpi itu gue beli 1 roti yg mirip burger. Tapi anehnya si roti ini harus dibayar dulu, terus rotinya akan jalan sepanjang moving belt (kayak di restoran sushi) baru deh gue ambil dan bisa gue makan. Pas roti gue berada dalam jangkauan gue, gue udah bersiap ngambil pake capit roti. Tapi ada cowok bule tinggi putih berambut cepak merebut roti gueee! Sialnya, karena moving beltnya agak tinggi, dan si bule lebih tinggi dari gue, si bule berhasil mengambil bagian atas roti burger gue dan menyisakan gue roti burger bawah dan daging burgernya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Di dalam mimpi itu, gue gak terima dan ngebentak-bentak si bule tapi si bule gak bergeming. Gue sampe marah-marah ngasih liat struk pembelian, si bule cuek tetep gak mau ngembaliin roti gue. Euh di dalem mimpi itu, rasa kesel gue bener-bener berasa.. Akhirnya gue dan si bule dibawa ke kantor administrasinya toko roti itu. Sementara toko rotinya udah mau tutp jadi si roti rebutan gak akan dibuat lagi. Gue udah nunjukkin struk pembelian yg gue punya, terus ada seorang mbak yg menenangkan gue dan bilang kalo ini salahnya pegawai lain yg bertugas mengoperasikan si moving belt. Lalu dia juga ngasih tau bahwa tadi di struk pembelian yang gue kasih, ada undian berhadiah. Tinggal digosok aja struknya untuk ngecek hadiahnya. Gue dapet hadiah 200.000, HAHAHA. Terus si mbak-mbak itu memuji gue karena gue berani mengkonfrontasi si bule. Gue dengan jumawanya ngejawab, "Kalo benar, kenapa harus takut?". Yaaang sebenarnya kata-kata itu diajarkan seseorang ke gue beberapa waktu yang lalu..tak kusangka sampai kebawa mimpi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Diantara mimpi-mimpi gue yg lain, ini mimpi yg paling nyata..makanya gue bisa tulis sekarang. Kalo mimpi-mimpi yang lainnya sih terlalu blur dan gak sempet ke-blog udah lupa, hehe. Gue memang ingin mendokumentasikan mimpi-mimpi gue sebenarnya, inginnya sih supaya suatu hari bisa dianalisis hahaha.. Kalo ada yg bisa mengintepretasi mimpi gue ini, monggo lho.. ;)&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/7541243061439259397-8799193703872076888?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tinggi banget ya keinginan gue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue malu sendiri kalo inget angan-angan tentang skripsi gue. Lha wong sekarang progress skripsi gue lambat banget, prokras paraaah. Emang bener-bener deh skripsi itu ujian kontrol diri, yang dilawan cuma satu: kemalasan diri sendiri. Gue sering banget merasa stuck dan demotivasi ngerjain skripsi. Padahal kalau diusahain sebenernya masih bisa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kemarin gue curhat ke pembimbing skripsi gue, "kalau aja ada kelas skripsi setiap hari, pasti saya ngerjain skripsi tiap hari, Mbak.". Terus dia cerita waktu jaman dia ngerjain skripsi, dia fokus banget dan meluangkan waktu setiap hari ngerjain skripsi. Dua-tiga jam setiap hari dan punya target hari itu harus meyelesaikan apa. Abis denger cerita itu gue langsung semangat lagi aja lho!!! Hahaha emang butuh diingetin dan disemangatin nih gue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Gue tadinya sempet mikir ganti topik, takut ribet adaptasi alat ukur, takut ngerjain eksperimen sendirian..sekarang udah mulai meyakinkan diri untuk bisa! Gue tau gue itu bisa, lebih berusaha lagi pasti gue bisa. Post ini akan jadi reminder gue untuk maju terus pantang mundur ngerjain skripsi. Bismillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541243061439259397-550861756568481930?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gak boleh ditunda-tunda lagi, first thing in the morning besok gue harus ngambil alat olahraga dari gudang dan taro di kamar gue.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tiap hari olah raga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; walau sebentar. --&amp;gt;janji ke diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Gue berhasil memindahkan alat olahraga gue (gak tau nama alatnya apa) dari gudang ke kamar! Mindahinnya aja udah olah raga.. Pas pertama pake, lima menit aja tangan udah pegel dan lemes, hahahaha cupu.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lalu gue berinisiatif mengganti timer bawaan yang udah rusak dengan iPod touch! Ehehehe... Semoga tiap hari semangat olah raga!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kudWJWnUgDs/TV8ZvXb4BkI/AAAAAAAADuQ/q7A7y5nVuQo/s1600/5457430988_7ebbbb6743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kudWJWnUgDs/TV8ZvXb4BkI/AAAAAAAADuQ/q7A7y5nVuQo/s320/5457430988_7ebbbb6743.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7541243061439259397-7869159227182502029?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here's the list of love songs I dedicate to you..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the way you love me, Eric Martin&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Because you love me, Celine Dion&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Only heart, John Mayer&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Can I walk with you, India.Arie&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I wanna make it with chu, Queens of The Stone Age&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I have nothing, Whitney Houston&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;All out of love, Air Supply&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Home to you, Michael Learns to Rock&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;and still counting..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dasar-dasar memasak tidak mudah ternyata. Secara teoretis sih bisa dimengerti, tapi yang susah adalah prakteknya. Saya tidak hanya memraktekkan bagaimana cara memilih bahan, alat, menyiapkan bumbu,&amp;nbsp; atau teknik-teknik memasak dasar saja lho. Hal yang paling sulit adalah saat harus menganalisa makanan aka tasting-analysis. Saya diharuskan mencicipi makanan, lalu harus bisa mengaplikasikan skill memasak yang sudah dikuasai dengan cara mengidentifikasi bahan-bahan masakannya, bumbunya dan teknik memasaknya. Itu sangat susah! Secara superficial sih bisa diidentifikasi, tapi detail-detailnya (bumbu terutama) itu yang susahnya minta ampun untuk dianalisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah saya sudah beberapa kali melakukan taste-analysis seperti itu dan ternyata kemampuan saya nggak buruk-buruk amat. Tapi nggak baik-baik amat juga sih, beberapa masakan yang saya benar-benar suka saja yang dengan sukses saya analisis. Yah, masih butuh banyak latihan lah.. Tapi tidak terasa sudah masuk bulan terakhir program, jadi saya harus segera menyelesaikan menu fusion saya. Menu fusion maksudnya&amp;nbsp; recycle dari menu-menu klasik menjadi menu yang lebih sophisticated. Nah saya terinspirasi dari salah satu menu yang pernah jadi bahan taste-analysis, dan saya sudah menyempurnakan menu saya itu dengan menambahkan dan mengganti beberapa bahan. Saya juga sudah mengajukan menu saya itu untuk tasting di forum chef dan terutama ke chef pembimbing saya. Saya sudah sempat mengganti bahan-bumbu-cara memasak beberapa kali hingga sekarang sudah mantap dengan menu fusion saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the day comes, tasting menu fusion saya oleh master chef dari Belanda. Dia memang chef hebat, sayang saya tidak sempat diajar oleh dia. Sebelum tasting, si master chef minta saya untuk mempresentasikan menu fusion saya. Apa yang terjadi? Dia bahkan tidak membiarkan saya menyelesaikan presentasi! Terlalu banyak sanggahan darinya dan saya merasa sangat tidak dihargai. Setelah selama ini cukup puas dengan usaha saya merancang menu baru, dan dinilai oke pleh chef pembimbing untuk mengajukan tasting, dia muncul entah darimana dan menghancurkan usaha saya selama ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go to hell with your standard, mister! Saya gak tahu lagi apa konsep menu fusion anda, tapi sebagaimana yang saya pelajari dan telah melalui pembimbingan selama ini, menu fusion saya baik-baik saja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know what I'm babbling about..&lt;/i&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/7541243061439259397-1154989933180565651?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm in rush of love!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sounds silly, yes? :)) But I'm not ashame to admit it. Pretty complicated to describe how that feels. But maybe if you know &lt;i&gt;'sugar rush'&lt;/i&gt; then it feels like it! It's a state when you're suddenly hyperactively moves now and then after some increasing amount of glucose in your blood stream. Yes, it feels like it!!! But not because of sugar now, it's because of love! :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to my beloved, the &lt;b&gt;Light&lt;/b&gt; of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you BIG TIME for the birthday song! I can't stop smiling, giggles, play the song over and over again, blushing, I can't concentrate, aargh please get out of my head I have to finish this assignments! Hahaha joking, stay on my mind please I don't mind at all :p&lt;/div&gt;I love you :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541243061439259397-8569449896642391197?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah alunan gamelan yang diperdengarkan oleh radio di ruang keluarga sebuah rumah sederhana di kota kecil di Jawa Timur. Bunyi-bunyian yang didominasi nada-nada datar dan konstan, memiliki efek menenangkan dan kadang membuai pendengarnya hingga merasakan kantuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah déjà vu, perasaan yang tidak dapat dijelaskan denga nkata-kata, terasa seperti pernah dialami namun ingatan mengenainya hanya samar. Saya dipandang orang lain sebagai sosok kolektif dari beberapa figur di masa lampau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah kamar tidur di lantai dua, tempat yang pertama dituju saat tiba di rumah. Segala penat, lelah, kekesalan akibat hari yang panjang berangsur pulih setelah menghabiskan waktu dan beristirahat di kamar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah cincin perak berukir pola sirkuler yang dibeli di sebuah pulau jauh. Saya dipakai di jari tengah kanan karena bukan cincin pernikahan atau pertunangan, saya hanya perhiasan. Saya memiliki pasangan identik yang dipakai di jari manis kiri seorang pemuda. Saya harus menjaga diri baik-baik agar tidak hilang dan terpisah dari pasangan kembar saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah cuaca yang tak menentu. Hari ini hujan deras berpetir-petir, namun esok hari bisa menjadi panas terik bahkan awan pun enggan melintas. Kadang berangin sepoi-sepoi dan agak berawan, namun bisa menjadi angin beliung yang menerbangkan apapun yang saya lewati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah bayangan perbukitan di timur yang hanya terlihat ketika udara bersih dan tak berpolusi. Orang-orang jarang menyadari bahwa saya ada jauh disana, berdiri tegak dan tidak bergerak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah pantai angka ganda yang berpasir putih. Air lautnya segar, pasir putihnya halus hingga menggelitik telapak kaki saat terbawa arus menuju laut. Langit diatas saya semburat biru dan ungu saat metahari tenggelam. Saya hanya bisa dinikmati dari tepi, tidak ada yang boleh menyelami saya karena terpasang berndera merah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya adalah yin dan yang, keseimbangan elemen dunia. Saya sebagian dari apa yang baik dan sebagian dari apa yang buruk. Tanpa hal yang baik, saya menderita dalam keburukan-keburukan dalam menjalani hidup. Tanpa hal yang buruk, saya tidak belajar dan menghargai hal baik yang sudah saya dapat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini adalah tugas kuliah Konseling, tujuannya untuk melakukan self-disclosure. Bahasanya sok dipuitis-puitisin gitu, jadi agak geli sendiri sih, haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541243061439259397-3998863696460053446?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lalu setelah minggu pertama kuliah semester tujuh, dengan enam kuliah berbobot 14 sks, optimisme untuk lulus 3,5 tahun mulai ngawang~ Beban kuliah dan tugasnya berat dan g gak yakin bisa ngejar selesai skripsi di akhir tahun. Ya kalo dipikir-pikir sebenernya gakpapa juga sih kalo lulus 4 tahun, tapi ada sesuatu yang ngganjel gak tau apa. Sesuatu yang ter-repress mungkin, haha..mulai sok teoritis. Dan baru-baru ini ada yang nanya kira-kira apa yang jadi penghalang untuk nyelesein skripsi. Pas ditanya, jleb banget rasanya karena belum mikir sampai sana. Waktu itu sih jawabnya: "susah menemui pembimbing skripsi", asal jawab karena bener-bener blank. Kalo aja dikasih kesempatan untuk mikir dulu (maklum, lemot..) g akan jawab penghalang terbesar adalah motivasi. Sekarang aja motivasi udah turun..gimana entar pas udah padet-padetnya tugas? Huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selama ini kalo mikirin skripsi banyak banget self-questioning yang muncul, kebanyakan sih meragukan diri sendiri akankah mampu atau enggak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#1 Bisa gak nyelesaiin skripsi dalam waktu tiga bulan? Dengan beban kuliah berat dan desain penelitian skripsi eksperimen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#2 Kalopun maksa 3,5 tahun akankah skripsinya berkualitas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#3 Udah sreg banget belom sih sama si ego depletion ini? dan konteks inter-religionnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#4 Mama pengen banget anaknya cepet lulus dan cepet kerja (g segitu membebaninya yah? huhu) kayaknya beliau akan kecewa kalo g gak lulus cepet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#5 PS g santay banget, sapa nih yang bakal ngejar-ngejar g?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; --yak kira-kira itulah yang selama ini berkecamuk di pikiran mengenai skripsi. Sampai sekarang belum bisa ngejawab pertanyaan-pertanyaan itu, dan lebih pede untuk lulus 4 tahun aja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora et labora, then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541243061439259397-52233419163565261?l=lassania.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salah satu kelemahan g adalah perlu waktu yang lama untuk mengambil keputusan. Banyak banget pertimbangan dan plus-minus yang bener-bener harus dilist satu-satu. Kalo memutuskan sesuatu yang melibatkan relasi dengan orang lain, kadang g mikir kayak orang main catur; kalo ambil langkah ini,&amp;nbsp; kira-kira dia bereaksi gimana, terus langkah g selanjutnya gimana, dst. Pokoknya sebisa mungkin dipertimbangkan sematang-matangnya. Makanya saat keputusan harus dibuat over a phone call, dan keputusan yang dibuat itu sangat penting, I'm drop dead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;G merasa bodoh banget sekarang. Sangat bodoh! Sesimpel itu disuruh milih which one you prefer over another, I chose one I prefer the least. Dumb dumb dumb dumbo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*inhale..exhale..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang tinggal berdoa aja semoga kebodohan g tidak membawa hasil yang buruk-buruk amat. Dengan analogi bubur, setidaknya g masih bisa bikir tu bubur jadi enak. Hari ini benar-benar harus diingat biar g gak melakukan kesalahan yang sama, that's why I blogged this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note to self&lt;/b&gt;: Prediksi situasi yang mengharuskan pengambilan keputusan (for God sake, situasi tadi sangat predictable but I missed it), lalu pikirin kemungkinan pilihan yang harus diambil, seperti biasa pertimbangkan baik-baik dan tentukan keputusan yang menurut lo paling tepat. In short, baca dan prediksi situasi dengan jeli, aware dengan semua kemungkinan keputusan yang harus diambil, after that you know the drill. You can do it, you know you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mr. Milne bikin tokoh Winnie the Pooh sesuai boneka beruang kesayangan Christopher Robin. Awalnya boneka beruang punya Christopher Robin namanya Edward, tapi belakangan ganti nama jadi Winnie. Akhiran -the-Pooh didapet dari angsa yang namanya Pooh. Asal-usul nama Winnie the Pooh ini diceritain di chapter awal bukunya. Sejujurnya pas baca g agak bingung sih.. Di awal buku pengarang bercerita untuk anaknya sambil ngenalin tokoh Winnie the Pooh. Setelah itu baru deh pengarang nyeritain kisah si Winnie, dengan Christopher Robin&amp;nbsp; sebagai tokoh dalam cerita. Sudut pandang pengarang adalah dia sebagai storyteller untuk Christopher Robin, dan&amp;nbsp; dia memasukkan Christopher Robin dalam ceritanya. Jadi ada dua Christopher Robin. Agak ribet yah..kalo g baca waktu masih kecil kira-kira ngerti gak ya? Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ceritanya bagus, bahasanya relatif mudah dicerna (yaiyalah english comprehension orang umur 20, cerita anak-anak pula) walaupun gaya bahasanya jadul (published tahun 1926), quotables juga karena Mr Milne juga suka bikin children poems. Rasanya bagus buat bacaan anak, tapi lebih baik untuk diceritakan kembali, jangan si anak suruh baca sendiri. Yah buat bedtime story gitu, hehe.. Nanti kalo anaknya udah ngerti bahasa Inggris dan udah dibacain sekali-dua kali, baru deh kasih baca sendiri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Padahal punya anak juga belum..haha..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or "&lt;i&gt;Was mich nicht umbringt, macht mich stärker"&lt;/i&gt;, Nietzche himself wrote. Life sure been hard for him, so I read from Human Philosophy class' text book. His father and younger brother passed when he was only five. His physical--later mental--illness slowly restrained him from outside world. He literally picked the term &lt;i&gt;'kill'&lt;/i&gt; refer to those illness that he fought so he could live, &lt;i&gt;'stronger&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Joker bent the word, which make no sense at all for me. Ah maybe he was just trying to be funny, he's a joker after all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It is Meg Cabot's Princess Diaries series :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just found out after majoring in psychology, that few characters and things in the story named after psychology term. Was it become a subtle priming? I hardly guess.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: x-small;"&gt;She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens,&lt;br /&gt;
'Til her boyfriend kicked her out in one of those crushing scenes.&lt;br /&gt;
What was she to do? Where was she to go? She was out on her fanny...&lt;br /&gt;
So over the bridge from Flushing to the Sheffield's door.&lt;br /&gt;
She was there to sell make-up, but father saw more.&lt;br /&gt;
She had style! She had flair! She was there.&lt;br /&gt;
That's how she became the Nanny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who would have guessed that the girl we've described,&lt;br /&gt;
Was just exactly what the doctor prescribed?&lt;br /&gt;
Now the father finds her beguiling (watch out C.C.!).&lt;br /&gt;
And the kids are actually smiling (such joie de vivre!)&lt;br /&gt;
She's the lady in red when everybody else is wearing tan...&lt;br /&gt;
The flashy girl from Flushing, the Nanny named Fran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My favorite lines:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000209/" style="color: black;"&gt;Andy Dufresne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: That's the beauty of music. They can't get that from you... Haven't you ever felt that way about music? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000151/" style="color: black;"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn't make much sense in here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000209/" style="color: black;"&gt;Andy Dufresne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000151/" style="color: black;"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: Forget? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000209/" style="color: black;"&gt;Andy Dufresne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: Forget that... there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000151/" style="color: black;"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: What're you talking about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000209/" style="color: black;"&gt;Andy Dufresne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;: Hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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