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<rss version="2.0"><channel><description>My name is Andhika Nugraha.   @phr   Facebook   ThursdayPeople   Edun!</description><title>roompoot</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @rumput)</generator><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>(via asyifnd)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku4pawwrbs1qa52ibo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://asyifnd.tumblr.com/post/268996818/haha-lensa-macam-apa-ini" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;asyifnd&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/269094244</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/269094244</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:02:32 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Ada utang ga?"</title><description>“Ada utang ga?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Mang Osid, tukang mie di sekolah. Emang gue segitu seringnya ngutang ya? -,&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/269066742</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/269066742</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 21:29:08 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>What we are but</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We are what we are. What we eat, what we wear, what we listen to.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We are who we are, according to our own various definitions. But we have always been who we have been, it is the what of ourselves that has changed.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The past, my friends, is more than just words on a history textbook, negatives attached to the back cover of a photo album, or frames of a home video.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The past, I believe, is the reason for what we are today. Or rather, a collection of reasons that make up the person that we have become this very second.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Every word that we have spoken. Every angle that we have seen. Every moment in our memory. Every person that we have met, from the people that we once considered dearest to us to those that we have erased our hatred upon. Every feeling that has come to our hearts. Every smile, every laugh. Every frown, every cry. Every prayer that we have hoped on. Every belief that we have held to.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Every right that we have done. Every wrong that we have regretted.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;All of these things cumulate into what we and other people see of ourselves today.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But do not get me wrong. We are not what we have been.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I believe that people change. I believe that what we are today will never be equal to what we were yesterday, but I believe that what we are today is only so because of the days prior to today.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What seemed such a good thing back then might be such a mistake today. What seemed to be roses back then might just be thorns today. What seemed to us as love back in the days, we might consider that to be puppy love today.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I believe, memories are not to be forgotten. I believe that is why mankind invented things like photo albums and iPhoto. I believe that is why Facebook exists.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But I also believe that life is not just about remembering the past.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Life is about living.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Living for &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/musfiandini"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;. Dreaming for &lt;a href="http://www.itb.ac.id/"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;. And everything &lt;a href="http://www.schoolsdebate.com/"&gt;in between&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/264956734</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/264956734</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 21:58:50 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>it always just feels nice when you know you were there for someone, and that someone smiled because...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;it always just feels nice when you know you were there for someone, and that someone smiled because of you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;but millions of people out there are still not smiling. let’s see what we can do for them…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/263534747</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/263534747</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:53:45 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!"</title><description>“A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/260009301</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/260009301</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 07:02:15 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of."</title><description>“People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist) (via &lt;a href="http://kari-shma.tumblr.com/"&gt;kari-shma&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;quote-book&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/260008536</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/260008536</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 07:01:28 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>aku berpikir, maka aku adha.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;(maksha)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hari ini adalah idul adha, dan tadi pagi saya solat id. eh, ied. eh, eid. or whatever.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hari ini adalah idul adha, tapi saya tidak dikurban, karena saya bukan kambing, bukan juga sapi, bukan juga onta.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hari ini adalah idul adha, sekaligus hari jumat, jadi ga wajib solat jumat.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hari ini adalah idul adha.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;atas perintah ayah, hari ini berangkat solat jam 6 pagi. maka saya bangunnya kayak sekolah aja, dan berangkat jam 6 lebih 5. dan lapangan GSG komplek pun masih sepi.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;takbir mengalun, tapi saya tidak mengikutinya. nggak tau kenapa, tapi lidah saya diam, mulut saya tertutup.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;tapi saya mendengar takbir dari orang-orang di sekitar saya. sederhana, tapi khidmat. meski saya tidak terlibat.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;dan setelah pak RW memberi laporan, mulailah solat.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;solat id/ied/eid kali ini… biasa saja. sederhana. simpel. imam membacakan ayat-ayat dengan tidak terlalu lambat, tidak juga terlalu lebay. santai.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;dan khotbah. ayat-ayat arab pembuka khotbah seperti biasa, dan sebuah khotbah yang sederhana. dengan bahasa indonesia yang simpel, efektif, tidak pleonastis. P dibaca sebagai P, dan F sebagai F. tanpa terlalu banyak istilah bahasa inggris, tanpa terlalu banyak istilah arab pula. bukan khotbah yang mengaitkan dunia spiritual dengan teori-teori ilmiah, bukan juga khotbah mengajak calon teroris bergabung meledakkan kafir-kafir. bahkan, saya tidak mendengar sekalipun khotib mengucapkan kata kafir.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;khotbah yang enak didengar, yang enak dicerna, dan nggak bikin saya ngantuk. khotbah yang sederhana, tentang rukun islam. tentang menjadi muslim yang baik.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;lalu saya bertanya pada diri saya sendiri, apakah saya sudah menjadi muslim yang baik?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;setidaknya, saya rasa saya telah membaik. bagaimana dengan kamu?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy eid-ul-adha/idul adha/raya haji, folks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/259051044</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/259051044</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 11:07:57 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>yes, my world is full of musfiandini zahra.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktr1frOnia1qz4aqao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, my world is full of musfiandini zahra.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/259034409</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/259034409</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 10:52:39 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"If something is too good to be true, there’s something wrong about it."</title><description>“If something is too good to be true, there’s something wrong about it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wisnu Aryo Setio&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/255803824</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/255803824</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:10:30 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>double-you jay</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;west java schools debating championship!&lt;/b&gt; or technically, isdc provincial selection jawa barat. right.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;was it fun? well, it wasn’t superbly fun, but it was okay. i wasn’t the one competing anyway. i was only, um, coaching. i missed out some PE tests at school, but i guess it was worth it. i met a couple of old friends and of course made new ones.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;it was nice to be helping people be better, i guess. or was i? well, i hope i was, hm.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;anyway, congratulations for the next team jawa barat for isdc: Ayunda, Iyo and Ichsan!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/253038793</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/253038793</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:45:17 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace."</title><description>“Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Buddha (via &lt;a href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;quote-book&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/252583910</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/252583910</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 10:42:08 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>time goes so slowly these days.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;time goes so slowly these days.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/249005848</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/249005848</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 07:58:04 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I love us."</title><description>“I love us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(500) Days of Summer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/246037387</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/246037387</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 21:29:02 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>happy birthday, love! :D</title><description>&lt;img src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kt274lWCAO1qz4aqao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday, love! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/242740846</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/242740846</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 00:55:33 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Are you being fair to the people around you?"</title><description>“Are you being fair to the people around you?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pandu, via Iyo.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/236075436</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/236075436</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 23:48:42 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"whine less, breathe more.
talk less, say more.
hate less, love more.
and all good things will be..."</title><description>“whine less, breathe more.&lt;br/&gt;
talk less, say more.&lt;br/&gt;
hate less, love more.&lt;br/&gt;
and all good things will be yours ;D”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/musfiandini/status/5304758384"&gt;@musfiandini&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/228760723</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/228760723</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 17:16:03 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>my life is becoming a jumbled up piece of string again.

but i am trying to unjumble it, slowly but...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;my life is becoming a jumbled up piece of string again.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;but i am trying to unjumble it, slowly but sure.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/226919054</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/226919054</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:27:13 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Yang udah biar udah."</title><description>“Yang udah biar udah.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Musfiandini Zahra :)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/218149822</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/218149822</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:00:00 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Piglet: How do you spell love?&#13;</title><description>Piglet: How do you spell love?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Pooh: You don't spell it. You feel it.</description><link>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/214707645</link><guid>http://rumput.tumblr.com/post/214707645</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 21:28:20 +0700</pubDate></item><item><title>
…Maybe you need to tell someone, a certain person, or anyone, who can listen to you. It’s...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;…Maybe you need to tell someone, a certain person, or anyone, who can listen to you. It’s okay if he/she doesn’t understand what the hell you’re talking about. Because sometimes, people don’t know what we want, they don’t know the world inside our little head. Even the closest person to us has the slightest chance to ignore our rants.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is you, who truly knows yourself among 6 billions human inhabitants out there. Only you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

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