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    <description>spiral of silence</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 18:35:04 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>moving in.. moving out</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/153.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 11:32:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>hiya.. am moving out to:

spiral of silence

see all of ya there

 
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      <title>speak-spoke-spoken</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/152.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 04:11:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    got interviewed twice a week, got psycho-tested also twice a week [my friend told me that if i pass the test, that means i'm psycho enough to run the job, hahaw].. after the second interview, i realized that my spoken english wasnt good, hiks!! yeah, i know i never really use it, huhuhu.. then feeling encumbered, i went home and *ting* the lamp inside my head turned on: i should have take   a convrstion course, huhuhu.. then thoughts running one by one:  how much it would cost me, how do i adjust my working time with course's class.. hmm, or maybe i should just buy a... (more)</description>
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      <title>sexual harassment, made me racist-pig</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/151.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:18:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>haha, kemarin sore keluar dari toko buku dalam mal, di depan ada bapak2 tua arab (lagi2) sat sut sat sut.. menyebalkan!! bikin trauma kl liat bapak2 arab tua.. hmm, kl si pacar ntar tua, dy terlihat seperti bapak tua arab ga ya? ihh..
 
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      <title>it may sounds familiar and shitty, but it's true</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/148.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 05:20:25 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
          &quot;ia merasa gagah dengan pemberontakannya dan mulai membaca apa pun yang ia dapatkan mengenai marx, engels, lenin, juga tan malaka. ia merasa menemukan pisau analisa untuk menjelaskan ketimpangan di indonesia, dan dengan bersemangat mencoba menjawab atas pertanyaan: apa yang harus diselesaikan.&quot;
(larung--ayu utami, 2001: 209)

hehe, apakah kamu juga punya teman-teman seperti gambaran tokoh wayan togog dalam novel larung itu? saya punya, banyak.. dan saya jarang peduli akan apa yang mereka ucapkan, karena mereka bisa berubah haluan dalam sekejap.. cukup diberi sedikit terpaan... (more)</description>
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      <title>tangan</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/149.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 16:33:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 tangan yang dulu saya genggam dalam ruangan gelap.. tangan yang dulu saya tarik ketika menyeberangi jalan.. dan semuanya masih sama seperti dulu.. kata seorang teman, mungkin dia itu seperti ikan hiu yang disimpan peternak ikan jepang dalam kolam untuk menjaga ikan tetap segar.. nah, kalau dia, untuk menjaga hidup saya tetap segar.. hmm..
pikir-pikir.. banyak pikir
     
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      <title>reconstructyourimaginaryidentity</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/147.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 14:09:25 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>

nowadays
we got classified by what we wore. the luxury of fancy shoes, branded clothes,
expensive sport cars, brought us into higher social level. we were buying
things we don’t need. worst of all, everything surround us was created to made
us believe that those are what we trully need (even though the word “need” is
very relative). we lived in a make-believe world. we were forced to expense
more than our wage, then automatically we work harder to get more money to spend.


fascinated as we are
by images, our values have come to revolve around a world we can never... (more)</description>
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      <title>menunggu di purgatorio</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/150.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 06:32:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 seorang teman pernah bilang kalau neraka itu, alih2 panas membakar, dingin membekukan.. isiny hanyalah perasaan2 buruk kita di dunia.. misalnya sedih, galau, kelam.. cukup masuk akal, namun kalau memang begitu, saya rasa terdengar tidak terlalu berat (entah juga yah).. soalny kita udah latihan selama hidup.. apalagi kalau waktu hidup, jadi pemurung.. tapi dia bilang kalau hidup kita masih sempat ngerasa bahagia.. hmm, okey.. walaupun kita ga akan pernah tau arti kebahagiaan kl ga pernah sedih..nah kalau di surga, kita akan ngerasa senang terus, tinggal di situ hanya bertujuan melayani... (more)</description>
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      <title>murder the government..</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/146.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 11:44:06 GMT</pubDate>
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21 april 2007.. acara selesai larut malam, mntn om2 bermusik, hehe, nofx
rawks.. sayangny cm sebentar, cm 20-an lagu, dan laguny kan pendek2.. gara2
acarany molor dan diawasi byk pakpol, hmm, just because you wear a uniform, you
think you can be rude to me?

dan lagu yg saya tunggu2 pun, jaw knee music, cm bisa didenger dari
kejauhan karena dimaenin pas encore, ud gt terakhir pula.. sepertiny lagu2
politisny dencore smua, huhu..

nah, mengapa murder the government yg jadi judul tulisan ini? karena
lirik laguny mengingatkan saya pada teori lingkaran setan dari kekuasaan... (more)</description>
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      <title>the cause of vendetta</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/145.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 11:36:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>remember remember the fifth of november.. the gunpowder treason and
plot.. i know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot..
but what of the man? i know his name was guy fawkes and i know in 1605, he
attempted to blow up the houses of parliament.. but who was he really? what was
he like? we are told to remember the idea and not the man.. because a man
can fail.. he can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten.. but 400 years
later, an idea can still change the world.. i have witnessed firsthand the
power of ideas.. i’ve seen people kill in the name of them and die... (more)</description>
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      <title>jobless gurl seeks money in trashes but she's only sleeping</title>
      <link>http://shentaruw.blogdrive.com/archive/144.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 10:25:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When I wake up early in the morning, 
Lift my head, I'm still yawning 
When I'm in the middle of a dream 
Stay in bed, float up stream 
Please don't wake me, no 
don't shake me 
Leave me where I am 
I'm only sleeping 
Everybody seems to think I'm lazy 
I don't mind, I think they're crazy 
Running everywhere at such a speed 
Till they find, there's no need 
Please don't spoil my day 
I'm miles away 
And after all 
I'm only sleeping 
Keeping an eye on the world going by my window 
Taking my time 
Lying there and staring at the ceiling 
Waiting for a sleepy feeling 
Please... (more)</description>
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