<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:37:40.257-08:00</updated><category term='holidays'/><category term='fashion'/><title type='text'>In My Every Single Day</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog is about anything according to me. My life, my styles, or even unimportant things about me.  It is going to be MORE me thing on it.  However, all of this was not just about to publish but to record the journey of my life which that is going to be me, who will fully consider with.  Hope it would not be just for me but also for you, for everyone who reads it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-4311801011527913220</id><published>2009-06-03T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:29:03.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...or maybe it was the last time that I heard love.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what causes me until I could have so many words in my mind in this night nearly to the early morning.  I don't know looking the pictures of mine when I was still in the first year of college, it was fun, I was still young (maybe) and things around me was right, or maybe not all of them but all of things just went through good on the good condition.  It was not just about the things were still simple on that time  but maybe it was because I still got what I wanted and what I needed.  Well, but it was not just what things that made me so egoistic but, the condition is just different now.  previously, ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-4311801011527913220?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/4311801011527913220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/06/or-maybe-it-was-last-time-that-i-heard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/4311801011527913220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/4311801011527913220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/06/or-maybe-it-was-last-time-that-i-heard.html' title='...or maybe it was the last time that I heard love.'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-1288313194680650201</id><published>2009-05-23T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:07:33.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>holiday in illness</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy previously that I will have a week off from school! Senang sekali rasanya! But I didn't know why, kemaren pas jam 9 kurang yang tandanya gue harus menjemput teman2 gue untuk ke jakarta bareng, kenapa gue malessss, banget. Feels like I don't want to go to Jakarta and feels Bandung like my only home. Well, emang sbenernya kalo dibandingin, I love Bandung more than Jakarta krn lebih banyak temen2 saat skolah dan asik aja, Bandung has everything I need except mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, yasudalah,emang udah nasibnya ke Jakarta and I don't wanna be a Bandung girl although I am officially Sundanese. Well, jam9 gue cabut dr rumah dan menuju ke rumah my girl, mega krn dia mau ke palembang,her hometown. After that, we went to Tita's house, krn dia juga mau ke Bali besoknya with my friends too, Nila, Tika, Sasa, Nyanya. Senang skalii yaa, I was invited but I can't go, coz money things, how poor I am. However, it doesn't mean I don't have plans.  I do have plans to go somewhere, so far, Bogor. We planned to have a good night there with some girl things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, seharusnya gue ketemuan sm temen gue nunung, yang bakal nikah tgl 5 juli ini, tetapi karena gw sakit.sehingga dipending sampe besok.  I'm so sorry nung, I'm sure your wedding would be as beautiful as you are. Tapi maaf hari ini gue ga bisa bantuin lo karena gue sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday until today I felt so happy and grateful because my company, dash company won Best Company and Best Profitable Company. It is like really amazing because many things or lawosh things yg sempat kita lalui bersama. Tapi mungkin Allah berkata lain. Finally, we got two amazing achievements and we were worth it! Dan comment-comment foto di facebook about our winning are sooo making me more proud!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the big things that I have got in this two days really make me more strong and, what I saw two days before today, really made me that strong.  I know a past is just a past. I would never look back for thousand times.  I know everything would be alright, I can stand on my own feet and I wouldn't be someone I don't know. I am me, and I wouldn't change myself till anytime. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-1288313194680650201?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/1288313194680650201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-in-illness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/1288313194680650201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/1288313194680650201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-in-illness.html' title='holiday in illness'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-8825815950340889595</id><published>2009-05-11T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:47:11.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick massage in a very hectic day</title><content type='html'>Well,huh, knapaa bgt ya the things happen nearly a week ini, weird aja. Banyak bgt tugasnya dan kesannya mesti bisa bgt memanage waktu layaknya satu angkatan ini adalah pemanage waktu yg baik smua. Pdhal kan gitu smuanya. Setiap orang pny capability masing2 dlm mngatur jdwalnya.  Well, sehingga minggu ini menjadi minggu hectic yg krn sking banyaknya tugas, sampe2 cuman bs bengong,krn saking banyaknya tugas dan ga tau mulai dr yg mana. &lt;br /&gt;Well, this week jg makin diperkeruh dgn kuis besar finance dan ton competiton. Well, emang smuanya punya niat baik yaitu biar kita belajar for final exam. But the time is just that limited. Ga tau kenapa, I'm not the one who can manage well about the time although the time that I've spent was about assignment does.  The key is just one, lakuin aja yg bs dilakuin scepetnya dgn menentukan prioritas juga. &lt;br /&gt;Brrr, makin aja de kurang tidur hasilnya. Pengen bobooo :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-8825815950340889595?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/8825815950340889595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-massage-in-very-hectic-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/8825815950340889595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/8825815950340889595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-massage-in-very-hectic-day.html' title='quick massage in a very hectic day'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-7109189806447182255</id><published>2009-04-04T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:16:24.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Grey Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SddNRf13trI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vF9CXB4SGDM/s1600-h/IMG00123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SddNRf13trI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vF9CXB4SGDM/s320/IMG00123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320806447762093746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, this wardrobe that I wore, hmm, forget the date.  I like this combination cause it is bold with only one color to dominate.  So I can have boyish style with sneaker but still has girl look on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Veil: Ambassador 'kerudung' store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey Long necklace: Pasar Senen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey Long dress: Public Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Animal Print bag: La Cod Fin Kemang Bazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Leggings: Public Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sneakers: Endorse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-7109189806447182255?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/7109189806447182255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/04/grey-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/7109189806447182255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/7109189806447182255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/04/grey-dress.html' title='Grey Dress'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SddNRf13trI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vF9CXB4SGDM/s72-c/IMG00123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-8752446355740809066</id><published>2009-04-04T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:16:48.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Long long long cardigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/Sdc_Ei6HEPI/AAAAAAAAACI/v-pNlUi7TP0/s1600-h/IMG00152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/Sdc_Ei6HEPI/AAAAAAAAACI/v-pNlUi7TP0/s320/IMG00152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320790832084095218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New another post. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all those time I wasted my time for having updates on facebook but not on my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got this picture which my friend, Kartika, was taking the picture.&lt;br /&gt;In this picture I wore;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Veil: Ambassador shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glasses: Levis (which has gone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tee: Zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cardigan: Public Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pants: Zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boots: Zara (not really can be seen, huh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, guess it so comfortable to be worn in a day in spending times for college.  I have this style from Agyness Deyn, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-8752446355740809066?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/8752446355740809066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-long-long-cardigan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/8752446355740809066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/8752446355740809066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-long-long-cardigan.html' title='Long long long cardigan'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/Sdc_Ei6HEPI/AAAAAAAAACI/v-pNlUi7TP0/s72-c/IMG00152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5282188448594283848.post-7655822118592159525</id><published>2009-02-03T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:01:59.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>New Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhMwRmG8FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ai50ckEhU14/s1600-h/IMG00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhMwRmG8FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ai50ckEhU14/s320/IMG00016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298569353842061394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;For the amazing day to spend in BSM (Bandung SuperMal) with my besties, I wore my own boots by Zara that I boug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ht on sale.  It is the dreaming boots that I have alrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;dy adored for a long time.   But when the prize was down, I just can afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well, boots mean a lot to me.  Not just because the boldness of it, but also the icon of the boots themselves.  Boots can high-up our style and it wouldn't be out of the 'in' time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5282188448594283848-7655822118592159525?l=ineverysingleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/feeds/7655822118592159525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-boots.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/7655822118592159525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5282188448594283848/posts/default/7655822118592159525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineverysingleday.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-boots.html' title='New Boots'/><author><name>mutiarani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322422797059843667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhDFZy5bQI/AAAAAAAAABA/7XIQ6a4szEM/S220/P1030227.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xX5dj5b5msc/SYhMwRmG8FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ai50ckEhU14/s72-c/IMG00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
