tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44665630154731278662024-03-12T19:43:08.314-07:00bayu rakhman spacesilahkan keset dulu di karpet "welcome"Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-22691895997125894162012-01-02T22:54:00.000-08:002012-01-02T23:08:30.845-08:00TVC Nu Teaz ver. Be Wild<div>Agency : Dentsu Indonesia</div><div>PH : Shooting Gallery</div><div>Director : Chad Waykawe</div><div>Producer : Ambi, Danny Bam Bam</div><div>Agency Producer : Kiki Mariana</div><div>Post House : Edit Tide</div><div>Creative Director : Chaki Zoehra</div><div>Sen. Art Dir : Pungky S</div><div>Sen. Copywriter : Oma (Starudji)</div><div>Account : Bayu Rakhman</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyL9c49FHFVYTXs26ctCFRyBdvT9tQLfgAvno51vHWBYlMQAmY2kPyy1LMWQFSKXD-kmuskCcUWnfep3vSOhg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-20057454079083667772011-03-28T09:50:00.000-07:002011-03-28T10:02:45.682-07:00Fill<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Just so you know, there's a space in me that only you can fill..</b></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>_Sunbeam_</b></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><br /></b></span></div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-30554102028339294422011-03-17T07:36:00.000-07:002011-03-17T07:37:59.140-07:00Faith.Let's be something. I'll make it lasts forever.<div><br /></div><div>-Bayu Rakhman-</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-59033510452482298592011-02-06T03:23:00.000-08:002011-02-06T03:26:34.446-08:00Too often..<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular; font-size: 12px; "><span class="quote" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16pt; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular; ">Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone.<br />Too often we're too stubborn to say "Sorry, I was wrong".<br />Too often it seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts.<br />And we let the most foolish things tear us apart.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px;">"Sorry, I'm too often wrong Sunbeam."</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-5339151138653172222011-01-17T09:59:00.000-08:002011-03-01T10:54:09.807-08:00Sunbeam<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><a href="http://dabr.co.uk/user/bayurakhman" style="color: rgb(221, 17, 34); ">bayurakhman</a></b> <a href="http://dabr.co.uk/user/bayurakhman/reply/26378895913656320" style="color: rgb(221, 17, 34); "><img src="http://dabr.co.uk/images/reply.png" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://dabr.co.uk/favourite/26378895913656320" style="color: rgb(221, 17, 34); "><img src="http://dabr.co.uk/images/star_grey.png" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://dabr.co.uk/retweet/26378895913656320" style="color: rgb(221, 17, 34); "><img src="http://dabr.co.uk/images/retweet.png" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://dabr.co.uk/confirm/delete/26378895913656320" style="color: rgb(221, 17, 34); "><img src="http://dabr.co.uk/images/trash.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://dabr.co.uk/status/26378895913656320" class="time" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 0.9em; ">20:43</a><br />you'll have a beautiful life. you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky. <small style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">from <a href="http://m.dabr.co.uk/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Dabr</a></small></span></b><small style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "></small></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">setelah gw pikir, begitu banyak salah yang gw lakuin dimasa lalu, terlebih salah menyakiti dan menyiakan2 orang yg sdh baik sama gw. Gw pernah ketemu dengan dia dulu, dia si penyesalan. Walaupun sudah bertemu dan berteman cukup lama dengan si penyesalan ini, tetap saja saya tidak belajar dari dia.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">And this is my confession.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">2010 saya bertemu dia disebuah tempat berkumpulnya anak2 muda untuk bergembira dengan mengalirkan alkohol di peredaran darah mereka. Hai gw bayu :), "hai gw X" sapa dia. Kami pun mengobrol dengan sedikit godaan dari teman2 saya, "sibuk banget nih berdua kiu kiu". Kami saling mengobrol, membicarakan hal2 standar mulai dari pekerjaan dan sebagainya. Wow "<i>The Girl Who Could Fly"</i> dalam hati saya berbicara sendiri, dia bisa terbang seperti sebuah burung garuda betina.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; ">Tampaknya angin sedang mendukung saya malam itu, dia bergerak cepat dan berhembus dingin, "jaket x ?" kata saya, sambil terdengar suara "kiu kiu kiu" lagi dari teman2 saya. Akhirnya kami pun saling melambai(yuuuuukk bo') sambil berjalan ke mobil dan suaranya menghilang disapu oleh suara mobil yang lewat.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey ini dia facebooknya "xxixxa axxxa xxxxxxxaxi"", kata saya jam 3 pagi berusaha mencari facebook dia dengan mata yang sudah tidak cukup kuat untuk berkedippun. zzzzzZZZZZ lgsg ambles dikasur tidur sampai minggu siang.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">Siangnya jari saya tidak berani untuk menekan tombol add as a friend, "ahh itu cuma malam2 biasa bagi dia bay, paling dia juga lupa", kata saya dalam hati. "xxxxxxx wants to be friend" sebuah notifikasi di bb saya keluar. Selang berapa menit kemudian, hey saya di add!!!!! horeeee potong tumpeng, mandi kembang, syukuran 30 hari, potong kepala kambing *sejujurnya saya hanya bakar 1 batang rokok dan tersenyum2 sendiri girang hidung kembang kempis:). </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">Ngga lama sebuah notifikasi message facebook masuk,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><b>She Wrote :</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">Mas bayu...aku mau pin kamu dong...jadi kalo aku k jkt aku bs kasi tau kamu trus kita bisa bertemu temu lagi....hehehhe</span></div><div style="font-size: 14px; "><br /></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">ngantuk ah besok ngantor, banyak meeting, brief, deadline, ntar gw lanjutin lg(siapa yg peduli bay mao lo lanjut apa ngga he2)zzzZZZZZ</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-11931394974860654452010-12-27T07:21:00.000-08:002010-12-27T08:55:50.114-08:00Royal Ego - Senandung (Music Video)<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzYnQeyB4u3rgfyubB9z3EevHaQJju0cmLSfKrQrknxhFQWzlqrRDqxZAaHC5f1-9LarxQAZB46jpyGYe6aLw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Royal Ego - Senandung</div><div>Shot on 5D Mark II</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Director : Dmaz Brodjonegoro and Sakti Marendra<br />Producer : Bayu Rakhman<br />D.O.P : Deska Binarso<br />Art Director : Agung WS<br />Wardrobe : Tasha Gitari<br />Motion Graphic Artist : Sakti Marendra</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; ">Stick a round for Royal Ego 2nd vid clip guys! You'd be amaze!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-30700386412005723952010-07-25T12:19:00.000-07:002010-07-25T12:25:48.238-07:00Daisy in my lazy eyesMy eyes were lazy<div><br /><div><div>But i see you like a daisy</div><div><br /></div><div>My hearth goes crazy</div><div><br /></div><div>And we're still hazy.</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div>-Bayu Rakhman-</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-66002332826038445452010-07-05T20:20:00.000-07:002010-07-05T20:31:20.927-07:00Twenty Thousand Rupiahs Top UpIt's not much.. <div>but hope it'll help ya' get the job..</div><div>i guess it's my unfinished job..</div><div>for somehow help you get your dream job..</div><div><br /></div><div>and you got it today! horay!</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-5274435034879074102010-06-20T06:53:00.000-07:002010-10-12T06:54:09.730-07:00Do you ever fell?do you ever feel like you've made the wrong decision and want to undo it?<div><br /><div>do you ever feel like you hurt someone that love you for someone who hurt you?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you're accepted but doesn't belonging?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you're feeling are mixed up so you don't know if you're still in love?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you have a partner but you don't know a single damn thing what she's thinking or dealing with?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you've become someone else that you don't like when you're with a person?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you've tried your best but it just wont work out?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like there are world war III between your heart and your head?</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel like you want to let it go..</div><div><br /></div><div>Do you?</div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-18095822519105106212010-06-07T08:49:00.001-07:002010-06-07T08:51:10.462-07:00ARK.i see sky turning white to dark<div><br /><div>an ocean sea from calm to billow</div><div><br /></div><div>i set my self sailing with you my ark</div><div><br /></div><div>but why you're always move so slow..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and i bended oars and ran upon the rocks</div><div><br /></div><div>made you hit hard slips an anchor down</div><div><br /></div><div>i tried paddle and save us from crocks</div><div><br /></div><div>but sky was dark for you to see and let us drown..</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i dream this ark a very long time</div><div><br /></div><div>have to watch it sink is not a fond</div><div><br /></div><div>for me it's not a moment to be prime</div><div><br /></div><div>it's my treasure feeling thats gonna gone..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>yes this is for you..</div><div>have a happy life, a good career, a good lover, a good faith with Allah, and keep on the cute smug...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-61529193298367357282010-02-04T07:27:00.000-08:002010-02-04T07:40:40.113-08:00No offence, cuma pelesetan aja..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLRMaYA5XyvS9ZR1k20m_qR8DgiPv_SmqPXzojk3eE2ObvI5dxyPjeTJN_HWYkJrueKW34B2G42fJq9IRJCR0Wqi7Vq_czLIa4QKPy8G96vFW93omOwQSBTRTv7UCQkmTpeCF_FdgOtqO/s1600-h/madmen+plesetan+isenk2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLRMaYA5XyvS9ZR1k20m_qR8DgiPv_SmqPXzojk3eE2ObvI5dxyPjeTJN_HWYkJrueKW34B2G42fJq9IRJCR0Wqi7Vq_czLIa4QKPy8G96vFW93omOwQSBTRTv7UCQkmTpeCF_FdgOtqO/s320/madmen+plesetan+isenk2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434410701932216706" /></a><br /><div>Abis liat prof picture temen gw yg bikin gambar dari website <a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/madmen/madmenyourself/">ini</a>. Lalu gw iseng2 berkunjung kesana. Ternyata gw emg lagi iseng banget, gw buat deh kaya beginian.<br /><div><br /></div><div>images are from <a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/madmen/madmenyourself/">MadMen</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><br /></span><div>and the rest are jokes execute by photoshop :)</div><div>Gila loe Men!</div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-61582515596520887582010-01-17T09:15:00.000-08:002010-01-17T12:33:00.048-08:00Phantasmagoria<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">you've always been a phantasmagoria,</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">seed by my imagination,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">watered by my fantasy,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">harvest by this feelings.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">-Bayu Rakhman-</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-3566761973190790142010-01-13T10:07:00.000-08:002010-02-19T22:58:12.114-08:00LEGNA - Ya Ya Ya<div><br /></div><div>Legna - Ya Ya Ya</div><div>Shoot On : Canon EOS 5D Mark II Digital SLR Camera</div><div>Hope you'll enjoy it like we enjoy making it!</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyKC9jPOjW-ejnynL0JqBZ7gXbqrHJg6w9X38GoKy1SrVqgpBtBZhVzjLv8DKDh2CuCwpRoa5SHzlc9LT94-A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-39307874163124529812009-11-07T07:50:00.000-08:002009-11-07T08:02:51.256-08:00Logo Pos Indonesia (For Competition Purpose Only)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihazk44HIT6ZEb8TJ3f5nRqGt3NpV7JIJnsOajxLHUalqKKNhvRyXtUqxAQjTLy1l9hz3vFKpvoc6rqQu7wBQkLLAVQml3kQhaAkDmviFYZcM6JlequLW16EWJmY3ChDJW9-phqL7W0y7w/s1600-h/logo+buat+di+blogspot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihazk44HIT6ZEb8TJ3f5nRqGt3NpV7JIJnsOajxLHUalqKKNhvRyXtUqxAQjTLy1l9hz3vFKpvoc6rqQu7wBQkLLAVQml3kQhaAkDmviFYZcM6JlequLW16EWJmY3ChDJW9-phqL7W0y7w/s320/logo+buat+di+blogspot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401392179902643250" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div>My logo for PT. Pos Indonesia Logo Competition.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-5259055488309495852009-10-22T15:49:00.000-07:002009-10-22T16:13:14.022-07:00The Quarter-Life Crisis<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The Quarter-Life Crisis </span></span></div><span style="font-weight:bold;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">by unknown</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while wining the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!</span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.</span></b></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></p><p align="justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">temen gw ngasih liat tulisan ini.. dasssss ini nge describe apa yang gw lagi rasain sekarang, ngga semuanya, tapi kebanyakan iya.. benar2 quarter life crisis.. mungkin dulu kakek nenek kita, bapak ibu kita, kakak2 kita pernah ngerasain ini pada quarter life crisis mereka dan somehow they figure it out! how? i don't know.. that's the mystery of life.. i know along the way we'll figured it out, someday, somehow.</span></span></p></span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-59865061697350507622009-10-22T11:39:00.000-07:002009-10-22T15:53:12.715-07:00Banyu Biru feat Artasya Sudirman - Andai kata<div style="text-align: center;">Oh andai kata.... This is a deep song nyu!hehe.. anyway i really like the music! and two thumbs up for you tasya..</div><div style="text-align: center;">GRAB presents.... Banyu Biru feat Artasya Sudirman - Andaikata, Directed by Dmaz Brodjonegoro, Produced by Bayu Rakhman, Line Produced by Putri Sekarsari, DOP by Deska Binarso. Shoot on Camera Sony EX 3.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz-69xoFzVHLlH5wv3meoSBh-jHtB763VaHTh5Q6djRD0veXY2yNUxf5bztn_nsrnyv7Gfa7hH6N--1V5uS' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-31518884825377906432009-10-22T11:25:00.000-07:002009-10-22T15:52:39.652-07:00Pandji Pragiwaksono - BabyPlum<div style="text-align: center;">GRAB presents.... Directed by Dmaz Brodjonegoro, Produced by Putri Sekarsari, Line Produced by Bayu Rakhman, DOP by Harry Irawan. Shoot on Camera Sony EX 3.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx8Isn4CxeO_Cl2Dgp8XCsrh8sfotuZexJIllBj9M6biEP1NAdmO2Q_8t9dO6PFNBwISpgOirUXb_5zuHFJ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-34069697961720605362009-10-22T10:31:00.000-07:002009-10-22T15:51:58.085-07:00Pandji Pragiwaksono - Untuk Indonesia<div style="text-align: center;">My first music video by GRAB (my office).. Director : Dmaz Brodjonegoro, Producer : Putri Sekarsari, Line Producer : Bayu Rakhman, DOP : Harry Irawan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwOenks1gk9ltW5CakDzIDVA-dB5k9RY2PudC9aFpXGF0yF4ecNskPdl2kCBRpzTXieqUj1VJfR8NVO0zTJYg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-46582072590478270762009-09-06T19:02:00.001-07:002009-09-06T19:39:44.584-07:00Microsoft Tag ad 2 (not official)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZepxr7A0vVJApcxxn48AuRZ_Uci2bNLq2tjcgpVejgMtE0pAPUk7SelmzP8ijI1BCaYkUoIc3FRRCOlWZLwIL60771sTMM7nPSph-XuhZgsna1vi_X1XcAryYgYtaUyRBj5CsIqwSn_5M/s1600-h/bayu+microsoft+tag+ver+2+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZepxr7A0vVJApcxxn48AuRZ_Uci2bNLq2tjcgpVejgMtE0pAPUk7SelmzP8ijI1BCaYkUoIc3FRRCOlWZLwIL60771sTMM7nPSph-XuhZgsna1vi_X1XcAryYgYtaUyRBj5CsIqwSn_5M/s320/bayu+microsoft+tag+ver+2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378547467698068466" /></a><br /><br />Another microsoft tag ad that i make.. Zebra represent the old fashioned barcode with black & white color & stripes, the alligator represent the microsoft tag color leap in mobile barcode technology. as you can see in the alligators teeth it's the microsoft tag symbol. the ad communicates that the new color leap technology will soon replace the old fashioned black & white barcode technology which is represent by the visual off an alligator wants to eat a zebra. alli, eat that zebra !!<br /><br />this is NOT microsoft tag official ad.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-80639183601758769232009-09-06T08:39:00.000-07:002009-09-06T09:40:33.927-07:00Microsoft tag ad (not official)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnkjaGsTXliPCNXLOkFd6RfZlpxphlYUUDrST3jGtUAnNayoT9YL2HrfKVDlrpwUU9ECE4OeCVAZ6EfviHW5k-HVlwbHhcpHUndtGKqs0WE_t-iE2RuISAomYD10R1JR1FpiOBEgSbIxj/s1600-h/bayu+microsoft+tag+ad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnkjaGsTXliPCNXLOkFd6RfZlpxphlYUUDrST3jGtUAnNayoT9YL2HrfKVDlrpwUU9ECE4OeCVAZ6EfviHW5k-HVlwbHhcpHUndtGKqs0WE_t-iE2RuISAomYD10R1JR1FpiOBEgSbIxj/s320/bayu+microsoft+tag+ad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378380440243748594" /></a><br /><br />This is an ad that i create for FUN.. this is NOT Microsoft Tag official Ad. and this is not for commercial use, because the image is owned by their respective owners, i only change the zebra colors..<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Image from national geographic<br />photograph by Giedo van der Zwan<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-80311298036222976232009-08-19T07:42:00.000-07:002009-08-19T08:05:15.700-07:00Indonesia Independence day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBbUygJIhUbvnXbrdmr_eE5_G821QkUzYKm_SIZUW2jihU4_c_xKkOWDEeUbZvuPHdBHxvCe8cp8FFu-G8ps3nuUUPfZHbr_C-Xu6NLoFYc_IPkODFt1LQKPzX6ysp4yS3hPKYprS7TBy/s1600-h/indonesia+64th.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBbUygJIhUbvnXbrdmr_eE5_G821QkUzYKm_SIZUW2jihU4_c_xKkOWDEeUbZvuPHdBHxvCe8cp8FFu-G8ps3nuUUPfZHbr_C-Xu6NLoFYc_IPkODFt1LQKPzX6ysp4yS3hPKYprS7TBy/s320/indonesia+64th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371690929785721778" /></a><br /><br /><br />Happy independence day my country!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-36260773014709725742009-05-23T00:20:00.001-07:002009-05-23T00:21:06.549-07:00Life Goes On My King<p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_shmYl3u5n88/ShejmUXXZWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/w2n7OYiM08g/s1600-h/Ratu%20mati%20Raja%20mabok%5B7%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Basic CMYK" border="0" alt="Basic CMYK" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_shmYl3u5n88/ShejoPEa0YI/AAAAAAAAAEo/t8afPMhTzpk/Ratu%20mati%20Raja%20mabok_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" height="285" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Sebuah quote dari film Penelope. Disebuah permainan catur jika sang Ratu telah mati, maka sang Raja tidak akan berguna lagi. Kenapa?? Mungkin karena sang raja sangat menyanyangi sang Ratu, sehingga ia terlalu depresi untuk melawan musuhnya di medan perang.</p> <p>Menurut saya ini adalah hal yang lumrah, semua orang pasti pernah merasakan hal ini, semua orang pasti pernah merasakan kehilangan, hal ini bukan cuma dirasakan oleh sang Raja saja. Sindrom2 yang muncul dari ini adalah, depresi, males makan, males tidur, males kuliah, males kerja, males ngelanjutin hidup.</p> <p>Kita hanya perlu waktu menemukan alasan kita untuk melanjutkan hidup kita lagi setelah kita kehilangan seorang yang kita sayang. Seperti quote satu lagi yang saya kutip “In three words i can sum up everything I’ve learned about life : it goes on”. dan saya percaya itu.</p> <p>Life Goes On My King :)</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-86350677704784457402009-05-15T15:20:00.001-07:002009-05-15T15:20:59.816-07:00A Shoes That Last<p>I’ve walked along  with you my tight shoes,</p> <p>very tight it makes my leg bruise..</p> <p>1113 steps have come through,</p> <p>so i say it’s goodbye to you..</p> <p>and so i learn to walk with my naked leg,</p> <p>so much  I’ve passed to clear my head..</p> <p>and so i learn to walk the road i choose,</p> <p>very rough it also makes me bruise..</p> <p>and then both of my leg ask,</p> <p>are there a reason for this task?</p> <p>and i answered “Patient, this time will pass”,</p> <p>“and we’ll found a new shoes that last”..</p> <p> </p> <p>Bayu Rakhman</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-9715911443466230312009-04-17T06:21:00.000-07:002009-04-17T06:42:51.576-07:00Dart Pen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gO18S0D3Jdi6eRFePMXEfdqop1zpcBjeAz74lXJWRZzWxWkfjL4uW9l0hXzwFDUGsBaJ3EuiGf2nuOYzbQ5nEY8pTrJ9mR_Vs8zxwI0x4uGziPhiRvqOVTzdEK2Sn-bW2zJYyszW3WSY/s1600-h/bayu's-pen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gO18S0D3Jdi6eRFePMXEfdqop1zpcBjeAz74lXJWRZzWxWkfjL4uW9l0hXzwFDUGsBaJ3EuiGf2nuOYzbQ5nEY8pTrJ9mR_Vs8zxwI0x4uGziPhiRvqOVTzdEK2Sn-bW2zJYyszW3WSY/s400/bayu's-pen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325651449942803714" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466563015473127866.post-10165393235945607222009-04-14T02:42:00.000-07:002009-04-17T01:43:00.900-07:00Turning Point<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpIaQm8t8tIhN65opZ8UBg-nwAkAPYcfLKNMdGeLU2mbihy5Xav3q5i95hKZJGA4rq2awDA6C8QKjW3YD9thZVDdsagAhPQOrb0QLWd1VPaKvXcxMGA3LwCFyZfJ10TSCeTfXDoyelc1r/s1600-h/Dudul+part-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 451px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpIaQm8t8tIhN65opZ8UBg-nwAkAPYcfLKNMdGeLU2mbihy5Xav3q5i95hKZJGA4rq2awDA6C8QKjW3YD9thZVDdsagAhPQOrb0QLWd1VPaKvXcxMGA3LwCFyZfJ10TSCeTfXDoyelc1r/s400/Dudul+part-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324580604192610034" border="0" /></a><br />Tiap orang pasti didalam hidupnya pernah merasakan turning point.. entah dalam aspek kehidupan yang mana, bisa aspek dalam menjalani hubungan, aspek pekerjaan, aspek keluarga, aspek pribadi dan masih banyak lagi.. Ibaratnya turning point adalah masa dimana kita tersadarkan akan kesalahan2 atau perbuatan kita yang ternyata salah dan putar balik untuk berubah melakukan segalanya dengan baik dan benar. Biasanya turning point terjadi setelah kita kena batunya atas kesalahan yang kita buat.<br /><br />Gambar ini mengingatkan akan turning point saya. Turning point untuk selalu menjalani dan melakukan sesuatu dengan serius dan benar. Untuk selalu menanamkan sebuah benih pemikiran didalam lahan otak saya yang sebagian masih kosong melompong bahwa kita tidak akan selalu mendapatkan kesempatan untuk menjalani hal yang sama untuk kedua kalinya. Selalu berpikir bahwa tidak akan ada kesempatan kedua untuk membuatnya menjadi benar lagi jika kita dari awal melakukannya sudah salah.<br /><br />Saya tidak akan muna dengan pikiran2 seperti "jika kita melakukan segala sesuatunya dengan serius dan benar tapi diakhirnya kita tidak mendapatkan return yang baik, ambil saja hikmahnya" atau "mungkin returnnya tidak sekarang, tapi nanti, kelak", kata kelak adalah seperti sebuah penantian yang amat lama dan nun jauh disana he2. well saya agak susah buat menerapkan hal tsb tapi saya benar2 akan usahakan. Saya juga pasti akan agak menyesal dan ngedumel "udah gw lakuin ini itu serius bener2 eh kok hasilnya begini.. nyesel gw ngelakuinnya..". Tapi yg jelas saya lebih menyesal teramat sangat jika return yang tidak baik itu adalah karena buah hasil perbuatan saya karena tidak mencoba untuk melakukan segala sesuatunya dengan serius dan benar.<br /><br />Yes this is my turning point..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0