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sama Mba Anggi (temen femina kakak) di nikahan Mas Husni (temen femina kakak juga). Ini tahun 2010 jaman tugas-tugas Seno Gumira. Ihiy.. langsing ya aku.


ini tukang semir di TIM. Foto diambil di warung Pondok Penus siang hari menunggu kedatangan Mas Eric Gunawan. Oh, ini juga pasti tahun 2010 jaman ik masih aktif di paruKITA, gank nya mas Eric yang akhirnya... yes... akhirnya... bubbbhhhaaar. 

 
ini idolaku, Sapardi Djoko Damono. Foto diambil di Kebun Raya Bogor. Duh indahnya ya jaman ik masih punya kamera pocket... lucu deh ik. Ini acara Menuai Sajak Di Kebun Raya. Ik ikut hanya karena ada Sapardi nya.

 
ini tempat les bahasa inggris paling mahal se alam jagad: Wall Street. Gambar tentunya diambil dari luar (dari jembatan busway.. nasib anak jalanan). Sebetulnya ik pengen les di situ karena katanya banyak bule ganteng. Apa daya ngga ada duit. Ini juga tahun 2010 ngambilnya, saat jadi guru bahasa inggris di COME

 ini tahun berapa ya... melihat dari gaya rambut sih tahun 2010 tapi pasti masih Januari, Februari.. atau mungkin 2009 ya? pokoknya ini acara ulang tahun Anisa Bahar. Ik genduuut parah. Ngiilani. Elek. Tapi itu sepatu keren, dikasih Nindi. Celana jeans juga pemberian Nindi. Katanya "Nih, celana waktu beratku 61 kg. Mungkin cukup sama kamu." KURANG AJAR TINGKAT DEWA KEMATIAN.
 
  
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