Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Another boredom in this holiday


firstly I would like to say Minal aidzin wal faidzin, happy idul fitri, everyone...





Hi dear, I'm having a 2-week holiday, and I don't like it.
I feel so bored! I miss my campus, my Legato, my classes and my classmates very badly.
Hmm, what am I going to talk about in this post? I feel very dry and don't know what to do.
OK, I had a very ordinary Idul fitri celebration. I had my id prayer on Taman Krida Budaya with my family and went home, asking apology to all the members of the family, had breakfast, then went to pasuruan to visit grandparents' grave.

One different thing in this year: I don't know why do my neighbors don't visit my house this year! hahahahaa, it's a luck for me, I can take a longer sleep then :) and I don't need to clean the front room very often, hehe

hmpft, I'm glad for having a task of doing a mini research of alay language in facebook. it's easy to collect the data, alay language is easily found in Sm*shblast's fanpage. fufufufu...

Thanks sm*sh for having such alay fans. It makes me easier to collect data of alay language, huhuu.

Well, I can't wait for my classes to begin this semester. Holiday, please stop your steps immediately!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

SMANAWA's 18th anniversary



hi dear, it's not yet too late to post this. this is still august and it's still appropriate to post about smanawa's anniversary which came on august 14th, ain't it?
yeah. the celebration was held on august 15th due to august 14th was sunday.
the celebration was a little bit different with the former years, since this year's anniversary is on Ramadhan.
We used to have a hike (gerak jalan, in bahasa) around Permata Jingga area, continued with many fun games, and also gathering in the school hall with Tumpeng party. And all of them are held at noon. but not this year.

In the morning , the teachers had a competition of moving a bowlful of peanuts with.... CHOPSTICKS. so, they pick those nuts with chopsticks one by one. they had to do it quickly that the fastest would be the winner.
The students had Ketupat making competition, patrol competition and also Adzan reciting competition. Unfortunately I couldn't come cause I had classes.

In the dusk, we had a fast-breaking together in the schoolyard. it was tarted with a preach by Mr. Kamilun Muhtadin, a well-known preacher in Malang who was Smanawa's headmaster.
after the preach, when maghrib was about to come, the winner of petrol competition performed their action, they played percussion with dustbins, drums and bamboo kentongans.





continued by adzan reciting by the winner of adzan competition. sorry, no pic. We're supposed to answer every sentence of adzan, ain't we? that's why I didn't capture the muadzin.

After that, we had ta'jil (sweets as appetizer), continued with maghrib praying in Al Bannan mosque.

Well, i'm no longer smanawa's student, and I'm also not a teacher, but my teacher gave me a cup of fruit cocktail :)

after having a pray, the teachers had a dinner in their office. they asked me to join, but I was ashamed and I wasn't dare to involve in the teacher's group. Fortunately I have brought my own meal (well, the students are supposed to bring their own meals, so I decided to do the same with the students)
Here are the snapshots of the teachers' dinner


Pak Distri, who was the head of BEM Fakultas sastra with Salam Ala Sastra pose

Bu Pratiwi NKI and Pak Djoko



bu Pratiwi NKI was going to take some rice

Dear SMANAWA, i'm still yours! hopefully next year the celebration will be merrier, and I will surely attend your events!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Angie's tips to be...... SKINNIER. hahahahaaa

Hey, do you think I'm fat? and do you always take it as a serious problem? hehe..
I don't think that being fat is a big matter. I eat a lot, but I also walk a lot. don't believe me?
let me explain.

Dear, my university has a new regulation: a parking sticker. It is valid for one semester. for motorcycle, the sticker costs Rp 50.000,-, while for cars it costs Rp 100.000,-.
I don't think that right now I have got the money, since this week I mostly spend my money to buy text books.

Errr... wait a minute. the tuts of this keyboard are kinda too hard when I hit them. the letters don't come automatically in every single hit. sorry to tell this, administrator :)

So, while waiting for another money to purchase that sticker, I have a kinda 'smart' solution for this, but surely it is tiring for some people. But for me, it can make me losing some weight.
Yeah, I always park my motorcycle in ormawa sastra's office. In Simpang bogor 31!
It's somehow far from my classes. Mostly my classes are held in E11 building and D building.
E11 is a brand new building for Sastra students. It is the replacement of the late J building which is now has completely demolished. E11 was a girls' dormitory of this university. Then, some renovations were done to make it appropriate to be used as classrooms.
it is located in veteran street, exactly across Matos mall.
It's indeed far from ormawa sastra's office. But there's a shortcut to reach the area, although it's a little bit farther.

This is the direction:
1. start from Ormawa sastra. go to the south, pass Mr. Markus Pigawahi's house (which has 'merry Christmas' sign on its door), walk until you find a fence on your right, with wild grasses vine on it. Exactly, behind FMIPA's building.
2. next, find a small entrance on the fence, that connects to stairs going to the lower ground. walk around it and you'll arrive in FMIPA area, exactly in Biology Department's building.
3. walk through FMIPA's garden until you came out of FMIPA's entrance in jalan Gombong.
4. walk through Jalan Gombong, pass Graha Cakrawala until you find a main gate.
5. turn left, and E11 is on your left side :)

haha, so simple, ain't it? and I do it very often, in this fasting month, under the hot sunlight.
it reminds me to the times when I was a teen, I used to wander around sawojajar to find that-very-brown-house-which-is-now-painted-yellow! it was so damn hot and I was lost. Until I tried to compete Cinta Laura to make my own jargon. Quite similar with "Mana ujan, ga ada ojek, becek", I made "Panas kebakar, kesasar, di sawojajar"

But I believe it will bring me a good progress. the last time I measure my weigh, the bathroom scale pointed out 53. I used to be 58. hahahahaaa.....
hm, no matter how much I weigh, I'll always look the same. With this shape. but I don't take my body shape as a serious matter. the problem is not in my body shape, but how well I dress myself up to make people impressed. :)

Monday, August 22, 2011

This is how it feels, when your most private zone is taken over

Hi dear, long time no post :))

I’ve started my classes and am about to have holidays again. Lebaran holiday! So, I only have classes for approximately 2 weeks and then I will be thrown back to my home then cursed by hell houseworks. (Believe me!)

Dear, since August 13th, 2011 I spent my night sleeping either in the living room’s couch or in an unemployed boarding house room. Yes, dear. My pinky bedroom is occupied by my sick aunt. My aunt from Jakarta, she’s my mom’s eldest sister. Sick? Yeah. She is suffering from diabetes and a big scar in her left foot makes her foot to be ‘rotten’ (how do I call it?), and it is always covered with bandages.

Dear, my aunt was hospitalized even since months ago and it takes a big amount of money, and she – who is no longer working because of her sickness – can’t deal with the hospital bills. So that my parents and my aunt who is my mom’s youngest sister have to pay her hospital bills. I don’t know the exact amount, but for sure it must be millions. So, from now on, I have to stop dreaming about having my lunch in the newly-opened McD’s branch. I have to be stingy to myself. Ergh! Well, my parents decided to take care of my aunt in my house since we have a bedroom located next to a bathroom – which is MY bedroom. ARGH! I am expelled from my most private zone! It’s kinda hard for me to access my belongings very often since my aunt mostly sleeps and she is easily wakened up.

Please, dear, everyone who reads this post, please pray for my aunt, hope that she will get better soon, so that she can be active again in her daily activities back in Jakarta….and, emmm, of course.. I wanna have my bedroom back. (ERGH!!)

Please Lord, give my parents a whole lot of your rizkis and blessing, regarding their sacrifice on taking care of my aunt.

(hey, this is Ramadhan. The best time for prayers to be granted)

Argh! Talking about being expelled from my room makes me wanna get mad, while this is ramadhan…

Ok, now is 08:00 am and one of my lecturer asked me to go to her office to take some documents in her locker. Yeah, dear! I’m the captain of CCU class! *tap dancing* Why do I always appointed as the captain of the class if the lecturer is that-very-woman?

Yeah, gotta go to lecturer’s office after this…

Hmpft, I hate having off-hours between each subject. Today I have a class on the 1st and 2nd period, then another class on 9th and 10th period. Huahahahahahahaaaa. What the hell am I going to do on the 3rd up to 8th period? I don’t wanna go home! I hate being at home and being cursed by hell houseworks. Everytime I enter my house, I always breath on an atmosphere of hatred and the air seems to be black. What the hell! That’s why, spending my time in my campus is kinda enjoyment for me, to meet my crazy friends, drowning myself in Wi-Fi zone, and having a class with interesting lecturers like…. Pak Arif Subiyanto :))

Ahahai, please, if I can redesign the faculty’s schedule, I don’t wanna have a day off… but for sure I will be the public enemy and will be boycotted. They will raise their MIDDLE fingers upon my face, for sure, heheh

I hate spending my time at home!

Oh yeah, I just received my THR and will dedicate that money to buy…. TEXT BOOKS. Taking 11 subjects this semester requires more books to buy, ain’t it?

Hmm, seems that I have to forget my plan to buy underscarves, socks, or a bagful of Cilok SMA 8. (Lord, there are many cilok sellers, but why do SMA 8’s cilok and Cilok setan are the most-wanted ones?)

ergh, no no no, this is ramadhan, stop talking about foods, OK?

CILOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!