Showing posts with label hopes and fears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hopes and fears. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

account deactivated

well, dear...
thesis is a hard thing to deal with, I have to elaborate many theories about gender, jokes, and discourse analysis.
and it's not an easy thing to focus, since I'm easily distracted by social media.


hereby I announce that

I deactivate my facebook, twitter, and google+ account, and I will reactivate it when I'm ready
to have my thesis exam.
Bismillah, hope that it will make me focus
and finish my thesis on time!


robbisyrohli sodri wayyasirli amri. Wahlul uqdatam min lisani yafqohu qauli.......

Monday, February 25, 2013

Visualized, performed, then you understood

I imagine sasana budaya hall that we proud of, crowded by hundreds of people who want to witness the spectacular night, sparkled by the multi-talented Sastra students performing on Magenta Show - or one of a kind. We are about to perform the special performance, a collaboration between the 5 majors on the Faculty of letters: A multilingual theatrical performance! a collaboration of drama, poem recitation, dance, sing along, choir, happening art.....
And we also contribute on the performance as well.
On our part....
Slowly the light turns off. The big screen displays a sakura tree, with its flowers falling, blown by the wind. The intro of JKT48's song Boku No Sakura played. A blue lamp in the middle of the stage starts to be turned on. Slowly, I walk forward, to the front part of the stage. Wearing a beautiful blue yukata and big ribbon on my veil. Staring at the whole audience. Start singing the song....

"Memperbaiki garis putih di lapangan sekolah,
dibawah matahari aku berlari, hari-hari masa muda.....
Jalan milik kamu terbentang lurus dan terus memanjang
Angin yang sesaat bersama dengan debu, memori jauh disana...."

With all my heart feeling the lyrics. To let my emotion drowned inside the melody. I present this song for you. And I do hope you will listen....
Colorful lights shine all over the hall and one bright spotlight on the stage emphasizes that - yes, this feeling is this strong, dear.
The big screen displays the English and Arab translation of the song. Also, it displays a silhouette of a man having fairy wings, bringing a baton and waves his hands. Yes, he's a conductor.
As if he's leading me on singing this song.....

"Pada tujuan yang aku ingin, langit biru menunggu diriku
Mana yang lebih dulu memutuskan pita, bagaimanapun juga boleh...
Musim upacara kelulusan, di dalam dadaku angin bertiup....
Bunga sakura ini tercerai berai di tempat memikirkanmu."

Then it comes to the bridge part of the song. I raised my hand then take it down- yeah, that is the choreography of this very song. While raising my hand up and down, there are some girls coming to the stage from both sides. Wearing choir robe. Making a formation, and start singing along with me. Yeah, they are becoming my background vocals.

"Satu tujuan yang aku ingin, terus jalan walau tak akan sampai
Ditengah mimpi airmata mengalir, kuhapus dengan tangan ini....
Kakak kelas yang berlari didepan, menghantar bayangan yang panjang
Bunga sakura yang tertinggal pasti suatu hari kan berkelana dari ranting"

There comes the coda of the song. I move my hand over my head and bring it down on the microphone stand - again, this is the choreography of Boku No Sakura.
The music ends. Everyone cheered. then the light turns off.

I run to the backstage and burst into tears.
If only you know, I just visualize my situation, dear.....

Sunday, December 30, 2012

I AM THIS STRONG! I PROMISE!

Hi, dear.....
it was 2 weeks ago when I had a farewell party with one of the best lecturers I have, Bu Evi Eliyanah....
which one is the lecturer ?
She will depart to Oz to pursue her Ph.D.  Lord, what a bless YOU give for a bright and excellent lecturer like her...
I experienced being taught by her twice, on my Basic English Grammar and Critical Listening class. Well, FYI, my 21st birthday was celebrated on her class, hehe.

I learned many things from her, It's such a honor to be taught by her.

On the farewell party, we watched a documentary film about a prostitution in Trenggalek, and a discussion afterwards.
Finished with the discussion, Bu Evi continued with how the story relates with our life. And her tough life as well.
It was a very touching story, dear .....

and I remember her words exactly,

"You have to push yourself that hard. Get out from your comfort zone."

You know, dear...
Bu Evi cried when uttering those words, and so did we. It started with Sita who said, "Maam, we won't meet you again after this. We'll be missing you"....  Yes, Sita said it with tears. Then most of us couldn't hold our tears also....

I was very touched by her words. It was awakening me. Thanks, maam :)

Dear, to tell you the truth,
During these months, I got a problem - a big one. Perhaps it sounds silly for you - and for any other youths.




Dear, I'm in love.





And I'm in love with a guy who has a girlfriend already.


You can simply say "Ignore him! find another one!" if you hear me saying that, yes, I'm in love.
What's worse, for 22 years I live, this is the first time I fall in love with a guy - a guy I really meet in the real world and am interacting with.

I used to be a fan of my teacher - and what's worse, I was kinda exaggerating.
If my teacher were a member of JKT48, I am surely a wota of her. Yes, my affection to my teacher was in a Wota level. (hehe, I finally understand the term "WOTA" after being a fan of JKT48, lol). Many friends said that I care about her too much.

It is a mistake. I admit it. And I regret, now I have promised myself not to focus on her too much, I forget my longing feeling of being taught by her, and I let myself busy in my activities as an English Tutor, Senator, and a senior student.
Allah is kind, He gave me an object to distract me from my teacher, a very fabulous one. He's my friend in this university.

I didn't realize when my heart was brought by his wave and then drowned inside his ocean.
I didn't realize it at all, suddenly I feel hopeless inside his wave. I couldn't do anything but hoping. A wish I sing inside these tears. When I realized that I can't reach him although I have a very good interaction with him....

A friend said to me, "Ngie, you can't put your hopes on him. His heart is locked already"

You know how much that hurts. I believe that all of you know it better than me, dear... This is the first time for me to fall in love with a guy, and I haven't been in a relationship before.

I couldn't do anything but to let myself burst into tears.
And I keep on hoping for him but I can't get him. I can't make him mine...

It's very hard to kick this feeling out of my heart. Harder than anything. Harder than doing a thesis. Harder than doing 100 physics test items. When he's always around. Along with the melody played in my mind.

I can't stand of it.
It hurts indeed.

Now, after 22 years living in this world, I finally know how it feels to fall in love and got broken heart at the same time. I fell into ruins.  I simply have no passion to do anything.
In short, is it what-so-called depression?

A friend told me,
"Ngie, you are multi-talented. There are many things in front of you that can make you shine"

I try to distract myself from this affection. I dared myself to do so.
I tried to dare myself to do some things unusual that can refresh my feeling. And I tried to....

perform HEAVY ROTATION DANCE on sastra soultime 4!! hahaha...
believe me ? believe me? I Danced HEAVY ROTATION!

OK, I don't want to talk too much about that event. I danced poorly, you know.

The most important thing is the efforts I do for moving on. Yea, moving on is hard, I know.
I remember what Bu Evi said, that I have to push myself this hard, push myself from this affection....

I'm saying to myself,

I am this strong. I am this tough. God set me to be a fighter. Anxiety due to this affection should not make me fall down.
Although it's very hard, but I keep on fighting!!

Bismillah! Taiyou shita waratte, utare, odore, JIYUU NI!!


Friday, December 30, 2011

2011 CALEIDOSCOPE

I wanna share to you my 2011 caleidoscope.... haha
finally I finished all the assignments and I feel relieved.... *jumping jumping like destiny's child

so... here they are

JANUARY 2011

the first time working for Student Executive Board, as a committee of Karnaval Sastra. I was appointed as the event-planning division for Malam berbintang lima, the celebration night of Karnaval Sastra. Also, in this january, for the first time, I was appointed as the captain of the class. It was on the critical reading class, taught by Bu Iroh who was pregnant at that time =). Well, starting on this January, I am officially an English LINGUISTICS student. it's because starting on the 4th semester, the courses we take determines the specialization we major. I took TEFL, it shows that I belong to linguistics.

FEBRUARY 2011

Is there something special on february? emmm.... not really. ah, yeah! the TEFL lecturer, Mr. Andi Muhtar gave me an assignment that required me to meet my English teacher when I was at SMANAWA! hoho, I came back to smanawa and interviewed my favorite English teacher Bu Intyas Yanuartanti.... waaaa, I found out that Bu Intyas knows Pak Andi muhtar :) having a teacher that graduates from the same university with me is such an interesting thing, I can share many things about the lecturers we have :)
Also, in this month, I befriend with a japanese student, Sayumi Mizuno. She is an AIESEC participant having a project in Malang, introducing Japanese culture to senior high school students. I'm glad to befriend with foreigners... :)

MARCH 2011

On march, the critical reading course ended. ENDED? yeah. due to the lecturer's pregnancy, and she was going to have the termination in April, therefore she decided to add 2 additional classes. Hey, what a hectic schedule, dude. During these 3 months I had 4 reading classes and we worked very hard. it feels like taking 26 credits. ahahaha! it was so hard, when finally this class finished, I yelled "YAAAAAAAAAAAYY, I'M TAKING 18 CREDITS NOW! THOSE 4 CREDITS FINALLY GONE!".


APRIL 2011

Officially becoming a SWINGING FRIENDS (Mocca's friendsclub). attending the meeting in MOG to prepare the gathering, and I met new nice friends. Dewi, Icha, Jono, Eva, Nungki, Wini, Alfi, Rosa, and many more.
I finally know how it feels to be a member of a fans club, to befriend with many people who have the same interest. 
Also, on april, I got a nephew. Meet ISMAIL MUHAMMAD... he was born on April 16th, 2011 =). He is the second son of Bu Iroh and Pak Agung.... waaa, I feel so delighted to have this handsome nephew.

MAY 2011

becoming the coordinator of English 3D Wallchart competition for SMA student on Legato Anniversary is kinda hectic and stressing, but at last I feel relieved seeing the event was finally done successfully =)
I turned 21 on May 3rd. thanks God.. for being given a chance to live, to have a chance to learn....
On May 14th I met MOCCA, my favorite band, and I had a very good time with Swinging Friends.

JUNE 2011

My teeth's plumbing got broken. it INDEED hurt. It made me shout crazily inside my bedroom. therefore, I couldn't go anywhere.
Oh yeah, I also worked for Cerita Segala Rasa magazine and interviewed a senior lecturer, Bu Siu.

JULY 2011

On july 15th I had a music night with my friends at pak murdib's house. well pak murdib and his wife, bu arwijati, are both our lecturers... I love their classes so much. I sang Looking Through the Eyes of Love and Menanti Sebuah Jawaban. nice event =)
Most unforgettable day: July 25th. Had a lunch with big sist! we ate at Pizza Hut matos, then we went to hypermart, and had photobox shoot =) I LOVE THE PICSSSSSS!!
Not long after, my parents forced me to go to jember, accompanying my Aunt who was hospitalized because of her diabetes. I said, "SUUUUCCCKK!" I really wanted to be in campus, being a committee of OSPEK!

AUGUST 2011

Oh, SMANAWA's anniversary is absolutely not to be missed. I love that school very much, this emotional bond will never fade. Also, on this august, for the first time, I am expelled from my bedroom. My Aunt (whom I told u above, who suffers a diabetes) is finally treated in malang, after 1 month hospitalized in jember. Until this very second when I typed this post, auntie still stays in my home, and I don't know when will she go home. :-( T_T

SEPTEMBER 2011

Having a long holiday is so SUCK. believe me.
My Murabbi (mentor) interrogated me why did I never show up in Majelis dakwah sekolah's events, the halaqoh (Islamic Study forum), and I also disappeared in their FB group. I also behave as if I against them, by blaming them in my FB status as if they restrict me on expressing my narcissisms creativity.
Finally I said, "Well, somehow I am DIFFERENT with you all. you are way too shy to show yourselves. you don't want to show your photo in FB. you only want to sing only in female forums and afraid if there's a man hearing your voice. you avoid showing up in public. Different with me. Even I have a desire to be a model. I love lipsyncing and upload it in my FB. I love singing, accompanied by my friend playing guitar, and they are BOYS!. I love dancing. When Tani Maju, Jawaika, or any other bands perform on Sastra's events, I don't hesitate to come up in front of the stage with the crowd, and dance together, along with the music! I love being in a flash mob! while you expect me to be like you, and you forbid me to have these kind of activities!"

finally my murobbi said, "So I have understood it now. that you don't want to be with us"
I said, "It's up to you if you make such kind of conclusion"
then she said "OK, it means that now we're over, you're no longer in our halaqoh forum. rite?"
I said, "It's OK"

The conclusion is, I QUIT from that organization after being inactive for approximately one year. after working with them from 2008-mid 2010. I finally quit.

Dear, to be a religious person, I don't need a big headcover, skirts, socks, a forum where girls (ooops, Akhwats) and boys (ooops, ikhwans) are separated with curtain, a halaqoh forum, a must of hiding our photos hn FB, a must of singing only in female forums, the use of ana-antum-akhi-ukhti-afwan language, and many other stuffs I had when I joined that organization. What I learn when I work for Ormawa Sastra ir that we are free to express ourselves in many kinds of media, in the name of freedom of expression. I indeed do agree with this. I uphold the freedom of expression. Nothing's wrong with it. that's why I feel nothing wrong when I danced along with my friends on music nights held by BEM Fakultas Sastra.

Dear ukhti, I'm different :) if you think you can't go with it, it's OK. What's the meaning of happiness for you, have it your way.

OCTOBER 2011

Dear, being appointed as a fundraiser of English month 9 is somehow a SUCK. I hate having miss-communication with the sponsor who actually misunderstood the proposal and the MoU, but they blamed us. C*zz*! d*fici**te! c*gn*!
Also, I finally resigned from Ar Rohmah Putri. FREED.... FREEDDDDDDD....

NOVEMBER 2011

Finally finished the service period in Legato, with many sorts of memories..
I can't feel the time passed by, and finally I finish the beautiful 2 years.
Also, my junior high school teacher whom I call Mama, Bu Sugi, ask me to tutor her daughter for English subject. Yaay, finally I can earn some money to buy room decorations

DECEMBER 2011

Officially appointed as a senator :) I'm now the head of Prosperity Commission of Student Legislative board. my duty is to check the inventory of our office, and make the office into a homey place :)
Also, our CCU class held a CCU gathering where we had so much fun. Icha, a friend from the other CCU class, performed Tari Topeng. My classmate Renisya with her SBSquad performed korean dance. And, of course, me - as a Swinging Friends who is fond of Arina Mocca, performed TAP DANCE!
Finally, thanks God I had a chance to show my dancing skill.

Those are just a few of the stories I had back in 2011....

Resolutions? Why? I make resolutions not in every new year, but in every Birthday!
But I do hope that I can be more mature, not to blame every single thing so easy,
to be more calm on facing everything.
And, one more thing. should I say it now?
OK.
Dear, I want a... yeah, Boyfriend.
#huekbyooooor Angie talking about boyfriend? wait wait, she never reveals her love life in public place!

of course, because I've been single since the day when I born. I've never been in a relationship, u know.

and it somehow sometimes sucks. I admit it.

Well, actually I have so many hopes and wishes, cannot mention one by one.

Anyway, happy new year! hoping you have a blast all along 2012. let's prove that the doom's day won't be happened this year. it's just a HOAX, dear.... hahaha
Only Allah knows.. la haula walaa quwwata illa billah. one of thd sign of being faithful is to believe that the doom's day will come, and to believe that only God knows the D-day... ain't it?

Monday, December 26, 2011

PRAY FOR BU ALPHA

Dear, I just checked my facebook account and found a notification in SMANAWA's Alumni group. A wall post says that my Civic teacher, bu Alpha, is having a chronic sick....



screenshots of my friends' wall posts in a smanawa alumni group

bu alpha is the one who wears orange headcover



she got a cancer, dear. I don't want any bad things happened to her. she's one of the teachers that I love so much.

Bu Alpha always remembers all the birthday presents I gave either to her or to the other teachers. She still remembers how I led the class to sing along on her birthday. She still remembers the way I surprised her on her birthday back in 2007. she still remembers the day when I celebrated January 9th on 2008. That day, I just finished my final exams and I went to the teachers' office and gave Bu Rusna a big box wrapped in yellow gift paper. and I shouted happy birthday. Then Bu Alpha said, "Hei, prith! it will be nice if you take a bag of flour, soy sauce, water, and egg". hahahaa.... well she asked me to do tricks on her just like what my friends did on celebrating birthdays, haha. and several days later she asked me what did I gave to Bu Rusna. also, when my class advisor, bu Indy, celebrated her birthday 2 years ago (when I was still a student of Culinary), I came to smanawa bringing a bouquet of flower, and I met Bu Alpha. she asked "hey, why are you bringing flowers?" "It's bu indy's birthday, ma'am". not long after, bu alpha came to the office and congratulate her. all the teachers saw her and finally they sang along for Bu Indy. then I gave Bu Indy the flowers.

Well, bu Alpha always remembers all the teachers' birthday. that's what I love from her. a similar point of me and her.

Get well soon, bu alpha, the humorous teacher who always freshen the day up. never regret being taught by you. love, angie pritha - ex XII IPS 3.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

the same daydream

dear, long  time not talking about my days.
first, I wanna share something, that the last 2 days were such an unforgettable moment for me. I attended the student conference for the committee of Ormawa Sastra. I finally can know the rules of conducting a court. I know how it feels to learn the AD/ART of our organization. Also, we, the senators finally arranged the committee of the student legislative board. it is very nice to befriend with you guys, the senators....

FERY, WILDAN, NURIL, ALFU, BITA, YOGI, GHANY, FENTI, IRMA, NIZAR, ANDRI, ZAIN

Hopefully we can make a great improvement for our faculty, our Ormawa, our Legislative Board. Viva La Vida  Legislativa!

and this is the second. in this 25th of december, my aunt finally finishes her foot treatment. all the rotten wounds on her foot finally dried. soon she will go back to jakarta. Alhamdulillah...
everything I think is all about a plan to redecorate my bedroom. can't wait to be brought back to the place I am supposed to belong to. well, next semester I start to think about my thesis, I need a huge amount of concentration, and it only can be gained in my bedroom. Please Allah grant my wishes... amin ya robbal alamin =)

The redecorating plan is currently making me thinking about the same daydream, everytime I drown myself in my mom's bed before sleeping: To stop the time for several hours. those several hours will be used to go to the mall, and take eeeeeeeeeeeeverything I want especially those pink things from teenage accessories station to decorate my room. to take a pink recorder flute in musical instruments store. to take pink spiral note book. to take many kinds of L-sized dresses. to take cute drinking bottles. pink computer mouse. happy house doormat. hello kitty bedroom slippers.transparent umbrellas. colorful teenager backpacks. watches. wallets. spectacles. EEEEEEEEEVERYTHING I WANT. but no one recognize the things I take. ahahaaa, criminal mind. but this is only a daydream. it is only an imagination and I believe it can't made into a reality, I don't wanna do it for real. I know it's a crime, dude.

well, somehow, several days ago I have relieved myself from the stressful final week with buying a new pink gift wrapping paper (hah! I always buy gift wrapping papers and I don't use them at all!), some cute pink stationaries, and a pink hand fan. bismillah, hopefully it can boost up my spirit to start a new semester next year.

anyway, merry christmas for you all who celebrate :) GBU and happy enjoying a quality time with your whole family with fruitcakes and cookies :)

Friday, December 9, 2011

alone for a while, I've been searching to the dark. for traces of the love you left inside my lonely heart.... (eh. this is Final Fantasy IX, huh?)

ok, this is going to be a very short post for a blog but too long as a tweet or FB status.

So, tomorrow, my parents are going to be away for all day long. My aunt will be in her sister's home. Lil bro will be at school doing his robotic thingy. This is absogoddamnfu**inglutely a Purrrrrrrrfect time to do anything that I can't do recently. Buy snacks a lot in the nearby minimarket. work on stop motion video for January 9th. do Videoke-ing. Write a poem. HELL YEAH!!! 

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Dancing in the rain on this december

In this rainy december, while waiting for a certainty of my aunt to leave my home, I have made some preparation to welcome myself back in my bedroom.
My parents bought 2 packs of puzzle mats, they are pink and blue, oh how gorgeous --"
they use 6 pieces of it to be put under the praying mat, and the rest are to be put inside my room.
but, after my aunt leaves my home, for sure.
I also have bought several new pink giftpapers to be attached on my wall.
WHOAAA.... CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE MY ROOM BACK

The point is, when my aunt leaves, I will clean my bedroom totally. throw away the waterproof mat laid in my bed during the time my aunt stays in my room. THIS IS ALREADY DECEMBER! AUNT WILL LEAVE SOON! FREAK YEAAAAAAAH!!

this december, I will have my freakin' final week, the CCU gathering that perhaps costs much, the Legato committee dismission (yeah we finally finish our year officially, for the next head of legato has been elected. Meet BAYU ILHAM PRIBADI, the next head of legato. and all hail to the next head of Student Executive board, GEBBY MAULANSYAH). I will also have some fun activities with the Legatoers. Also, I have made up my mind and finally decided to continue my career in student organizations of Faculty of letters, in the Student LEGISLATIVE board a.k.a DMF (not executive! hahah). I'm a senator-to-be (whuuuuiiiikkk..... what a hyperbolic language... senator? err, yeah, that's the way we are called)

well, it's kinda weird for me after being accustomed for 2 and a half years having a headquarter as a place to go home to, a place to take a nap and is dominating my daily life.... that's one of maaany reasons for me to continue my career in ormawa. well, after thinking very long, the activities that BEM have is somehow similar with legato's activities. But the pressure is higher. yeah, I have experienced it. twice working for CSR Magazine and also karnaval sastra. well, kinda too complicated for me.

hell yeah! also, I'm planning to take a DOUBLE DEGREE program next semester!
emmm, the first time I heard this phrase, I feel that - yeah, I have to add one more year ahead to finish my study. more subjects to take. more responsibility. One more title.

Pritha Anggiarima, S.S, S.Pd! 


I'm taking English Linguistics and Education! I have a legalization to teach!! mukya gyaboooo~
the most important thing is that I want to be placed in SMANAWA on my teaching internship.
kinda wanna kiss the pain away as what Hollywood nobody said,,, errrr yeah!

hey, is it december 8th? so january ninth is only one month left?
Ah, hell! I haven't prepared anything! January 9th is still being the day I've been waiting for since the last 5 years. What am I going to give? a scrapbook again? but, oh! I don't have a place to work on it!
A stop motion video? well, my laptop is being uncooperative.
A dress? I don't know her size. hei, is she as plump as me? No. also, she's way shorter than I am, for sure.
And I don't know for sure what her style exactly is.

Emmm, I forgot one thing. that Smanawa is going to - again - hold a BUNKASAI! yeah, this is the 4th bunkasai held.

Yeah, finally got a chance to explore my style on the way of dressing up! can't waitttt!!!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

My Lecturer, me, and Arina Mocca

Looking at the 3 birthdays that come in a row, in the first week of may...
and an imagination of celebrating the moment TOGETHER.
May 2nd, May 3rd, May 4th.
yes, we can celebrate it together.


Bu Siti Muniroh, my CCU lecturer.
Me, that terrible captain of CCU class
and Arina Ephipania, the vocalist of Mocca, my favorite band

YA ALLAH, HOPEFULLY, ONE DAY, THESE 3 GORGEOUS WOMEN CAN GATHER.
Make friends each other. Celebrating our birthdays together. Well, we were born on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th of May!

Last may, when I celebrated my 21st birthday, I bought many snacks in a minimarket nearby my campus and share it to my classmates. then, 3 days after, I went to Bu Iroh's home to submit our assignment, and also to see her baby. loooooooooovely, ain't it? I had a very friendly conversation with Bu Iroh that time. Well, that's a nice moment, though.

I really wish that one day, after Mbak Arina come back from USA, I will have a chance to meet her along with Bu Iroh. It's not us who are supposed to go to bandung to meet Mbak Arina, but Mbak Arina should come here and meet Swinging Friends Malang.
hahahahaha..... emmmm, yeah. OK, OK. We are allowed to dream as high as what we want.

Then, this is the detail of my dream meeting with Mbak Arina along with Bu Iroh.

1. The point is, people should not recognize that this is Mbak Arina. What should I do then? Ask her to cover her hair with a scarf, and spectacles? dunno.
2. I won't let Mbak Arina calling Bu Iroh 'bu' instead of 'Mbak'. She is only one year younger from bu Iroh, heh.
3. we'll have some nice meals and share each other. And have a friendly conversation about aaaanything. perhaps about living in the US, music, and talk about us - SWINGING FRIENDS!
(err, BTW, does Bu Iroh know what Mocca is?)
4. The other swinging friends should not know and moreover - jealous.
5. we'll take maaaaaaany photoshots!

Well, Angie, you've just done GARGLING. 

the point is, I'd like to be with the people I love, and 2 of them are Bu Iroh and Mbak Arina. and as I'm a severe accute high-level daydreamer, I never control my imagination, and that's the result: dreaming to have a birthday lunch with Bu Iroh and Mbak Arina, whose birthday is before and after me.

Friday, December 2, 2011

life is indeed like a scrapbook


Dear, look at these pictures! this is the scrapbook I made last year, and this was THE FIRST SCRAPBOOK I MADE! 
What do you say? Many friends said that it's cool, thanks Lord xD~
I spent half a day to make this...







NOW, WHAT IS THE RELATION BETWEEN SCRAPBOOK AND LIFE?

life is like a scrapbook. as what the Faculty of Letters said, "Cerita Segala Rasa".
on a scrapbook, many kinds of ornaments of a different colors, sizes, and shapes are attached together in a card. when those craps are scattered, they don't mean a thing, but when they collaborate as a decoration of a card, they will make the scrapbook looks stunning and impressive.
so is life. there are many things happened, either bitter and sweet, terrific and terrible, enjoyable and hurtful, plain and monotonous, we feel everything. Either you love or hate those days you faced, you will find that life is an excitement. Later, in the end of the year, try to write a caleidoscope, then we'll find out that we are blessed.

hahhahaa, hey, what am I talking about?
OK, start making a draft about the caleidoscope of 2011!
hahaha....

BTW, I just rearrange my sloppy wardrobe and realized that actually I have a lot of clothes, and they can be mix-and-matched. Great. go check those fashion blogs and ready to start monday with a style!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

should I be depressed?

Dear, I'm not being childish, I'm not being superficial, nor acted as a foolish.
But I do this, I mean - writing this blog, as an effort of improving my skills. I know I'm not that excellent, but I have a chance to be one.

Well, I guess I have done something wrong.
Several weeks ago, when I applied for the scholarship, I wrote that I want to learn about TEFL and journalism. I think I was wrong. I should have written "INTERPRETATION" instead. cz now I realized that I need to learn more about it. The main purpose for me joining this department is to be an interpreter.

Now that I'm already in the 5th semester and even I'm still unable to catch the conversation on a film with no subtitles. I hate this.

then I trained myself by watch youtube videos of tutorials, interviews, and anything that involve conversation on it. I tried very hard to catch the content.

I know it's hard. And this keeps on haunting my mind. somehow I feel envious to those who are able to catch the ideas on a conversation.

OK, you can judge me incompetent. But I'm keep on striving. I know I can do this!


Monday, May 2, 2011

My wishes (I'M NOT BEING "RIYA'!")

During your note-reading, please note that I'm posting this note not for being riya', nor to expose that tomorrow is my birthday.

Not really. There's something more important that I want to share: a hope of bringing a betterment!

For me, growing old is not at all a pride. There are many 'amanah's that we are expected to overcome, and what's more, those amanahs are growing larger day by day.

And I don't know whether I have been that capable, or appropriate enough to be labeled as 'mature'. Twenty one! what do you expect? many things. Soooooooooo many.

Well, to cut the long story, cz I'm afraid that this post is going to be as long as my previous post, I'll write out my birthday wishes. Maybe you'll find that some of my wishes are quite weird yet funny. But, no one can forbid me to dream :D

O Lord, the Almighty, may You grant these wishes:

1. I want to get an A for my every subjects. FOUR-O!

2. I want to pass the AMINEF scholarship, and got the one-year-study in the US!

3. to run the Blink Wallchart on time, no delay for publishing. Wish that the articles and appearances will be stunning.

4. I want to have that courage again - a courage to do the private teaching. Well, I found out that it was not easy to be a private teacher.

5. to get that spirit again - yea, the spirit I held strongly when I was a teen, a spirit to seize Your ridho. I admit that there has been some degradation in me.

6. I want to be prettier. INDEED, as I am a narssistic person, I do anything to make myself look good! (including spending IDR 100k to buy a geeky glasses)

7. I want to be Diana Rikasari, Sonia Eryka, Sabila Anata, Tiananda.... NO! I have my own style! I'm original and not copying anyone! I dress for me, not for fashion-critics. I want to explore my OWN style, with all the limited outfits I have, without worrying about what people (especially my colleague at sharels) will judge about the way I dress.

and I will be glad if people appreciate my fashion sense. I am who I am, I am what I wear!

8. As I felt that my passion for fashion starts to grow, indeed I want to have many new fashion items that I've never had before. A pair of high-waisted hareem pants. a brown belt. pink tutu skirt. a leather blouse with animal prints, fringes, studs, and chains on it. a studded ankle boots. jumpsuits. boleros. balloon cardigan with union jack prints on it. vintage golden necklaces and brooches. all colors of paris headcovers. animal print scarf. geeky sunglasses. headband. wooden bracelet. a stiletto with 12-cm heels. harajuku backpack with stunning ornaments. many kinds of my handmade statement necklace! doc martens. furry hat. many kinds of cute and colorful bracelets (I love to wear more than 3 bracelets on my hand!). stripes rainbow socks. black legging. many kinds of cardy. an average bag for me wandered around town. a colorful toycam. Nokia X5. more big veils and dresses for saturday (my teaching time!)

9. I want to keep my room always tidy. I want to take out some of the furnitures. the electone which was used to be my pal, I wanna put it outside my room, so that everyone can use it. also, the lower bed. I don't really need it. Who else living in my room? no one! it's only me living in that 3x4 room. I want a new curtain, the pink one! I also one to have that desk lamp! I want to apply a wallpaper!

10. Wish that I could get my special room for scrapbooking. so that the craps will not mess up my narrow bedroom.

11. I want to be recovered from my lung disease. the very disease that requires my wardrobe to be put outside my room.

12. I wish that I can deal with my colleagues. Well, as I'm working in a boarding school, I often found out that their ideology is kinda extreme. not the same as what I hold, and I disagree with lots of points and norms that they believe.

Often, my students feel that the rules are too extreme and I also feel the same!

13. I want to continue my organization experience to the student executive board. Learning from my previous experiences, being less professional on handling events, I wanna try, learn, and deal with bigger challenges by being a committee of student executive board.

14. Lord, I know You are dissapointed with this. And it happens to many people. I don't want to skip any prayer no more. It's a big shame for a 21-year-old girl skipping prayers!

15. and, I don't want to be a procrastinator - just like NOW! hey dude, I'm right now doing my critical reading final project and I suddenly thinking of posting this. I'm distracted by FB. Jack#$%^&*!@+!!

Well, FYI, this assignment was given a month ago and we had plenty of time for doing it. but I don't know why do I prefer to finish it when it is almost the deadline. Is it because today is my critical reading lecturer's birthday???

Oh oh oh. if it is, I would like to write to the utmost, and give my final project as her BIRTHDAY PRESENT!

But the most important of all, I wish, I want, and I will be very thankful TO BE GIVEN A LIFE tomorrow, to have a chance of experience Your blesses, the life of being 21 years old. Money can't buy a chance to get one more day to live for.

Lord, the Almighty. You are the creator of every single thing in this planet, this atmosphere, this galaxy, EVERYTHING in this universe. You have the authority cz everything belongs to you. Only You can decide what my everything will be, you can suddenly change my feeling towards something, and many other surprises in life await for me - under Your authority. You have the things that I wish for, Lord. Show me the path to reach Your bless. Amin.

We have grown up. Some have a new life n forget the past. But for some, the past is the future. And today will decide it. Time flows so fast... We are in the middle of it. (Wulandari, 2011)

Malang, May 2nd, 2011.

08:30 pm.

2 hours and 30 minutes left to the number 21.

(Happy Birthday to my critical reading lecturer, Bu Siti Muniroh, who was born on May 2nd, 1977)

Monday, April 25, 2011

When everything in my surrounding goes wild.

Wild? Are they? I don't know, ini semua hanya bagaimana aku menyikapinya. Apakah aku terlalu obsesif? apakah aku sudah gak peka? apa aku gak sadar bahwa aku sedang dipaksa? atau aku melamban?
aku ngakuin banyak sekali perubahan dalam diriku yang sebenarnya aku gak ngerti kenapa aku bisa jadi begini, dan aku gak pengen jadi seperti ini.

Well, mari kita lihat beberapa karakterku dimasa lalu. aku ambil tahun 2009 ya, yang gak terlalu jauh.
1. aku dulu nggak berani nggepuk anak cowok.
2. aku dulu nggak terobsesi pada kain flanel dan pita polkadot.
3. aku dulu gampang banget kangen bu rusna laksmisari.
4. aku dulu setiap 2 hari sekali main ke SMA 9.
5. aku dulu agak alay.
6. aku dulu naksir seorang yang sudah punya pasangan.
7. aku dulu ga peduli berapa umurku
8. aku dulu berpikir "kalo aku maen ke sma 9 aku harus pake jilbab gede dan rok panjang"
9. aku dulu gak suka nggambar
10. aku dulu aktif bikin puisi
11. aku dulu dikit2 dengerin My Chemical Romance
12. aku terobsesi buat masakin Bu Rusna.
13. aku gatel pengen berorganisasi. makanya itu tenggang waktu menunggu pengumuman SNMPTN aku pake berorganisasi di spektrum.
14. aku belum punya banyak vocabulary of dirty words
15. aku masih rajin liqo
16. aku masih rajin main sama mbak2 akhwat
17. aku sempat membela sebuah parpol dan mencuri jargonnya untuk sebaris puisi (karena 2009 kan pas pemilu yah)
18. aku masih malu2 bergaul dengan legato, soalnya dulu itu aku mendadak terkenal. ada kakak kelas njodoh2in aku dengan seorang yang wajahnya mirip aku. and I didn't know how to overcome it.
19. aku dikejar2 target amal yaumi
20. aku ga suka cilok.
21. tahun 2009 itu, mulai januari sampe juli akhir yang aku pikirin cuma satu: PINDAH JURUSAN DENGAN CARA IKUT SNMPTN LAGI. cuma itu yang aku pikirkan.

akhirnya waktu berlalu begitu cepat, aku pindah jurusan, beradaptasi dengan perkuliahan yang beda, new learning materials, pemikiran2 yang baru dan membentuk aku yang baru.
sebagai orang yang berada di fase remaja akhir, tentunya aku menginginkan pemantapan setelah beberapa proses perubahan. Ya Allah, inikah perubahan yang selama ini aku cari?
aku yang dulu bangga pake jilbab panjang dan ingin menjadi ketupel Strawberry Cream. aku yang dulu ingin mempersatukan anak2 BDI sekota malang. aku yang dulu ngebet belajar piano. aku yang dulu mekso2 ngadaptasi lagu barat jadi nasyid, hingga aku mengerti yang namanya isu plagiarisme D'Massive dan Vierra.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang kini memegang jabatan penting di Legato, HMJ sastra Inggris. setiap event yang diadakan legato, aku hampir selalu pegang peran penting. dan aku kini mengerti betapa paniknya dituntut banyak hal. betapa paniknya dikejar deadline. betapa sulitnya ngobrak2 anak buah yang geje. betapa sakit hatinya menghadapi sarana prasarana yang ga bisa diajak kerjasama.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang kini punya dosen kesayangan yang masih muda. aku ingin menganggapnya kakakku sendiri.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang ingin merasakan pengalaman punya kerja sampingan. aku memilih untuk menerima tawaran bekerja sebagai guru ekskul di sebuah pondok pesantren di daerah kabupaten. ternyata sekolah tempatku kerja itu sangat indah. asri dan aku betah disana. walau di sekolah itu ternyata memberlakukan peraturan yang ekstrim dan kelewat kolot menurutku. kolot menurut seorang muslimah yang tidak terikat paham tertentu.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang tiap hari ngecek blognya diana rikasari. aku ingin seperti dia, dan alhamdulillah keinginan itu tak membuatku merengek kepada orangtuaku minta baju-baju lucu. Alhamdulillah aku tetap angie yang kreatif me mix and match baju2 yang aku punya. alhamdulillah aku gak fanatik harus pake baju bermerek. tapi aku akui sejak fashion sense ku meningkat, aku jadi membelanjakan gajiku untuk membeli kacamata baru (FYI, minusku ternyata nambah setengah). dan kacamataku itu, gak tanggung-tanggung, kacamata geeky (cuma kacanya lebih kecil), framenya tebal warna putih dan belum ada yang punya kacamata kayak gitu ! yes....

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. tiba-tiba aku menemukan info di Facebooknya mocca (salah satu dari segelintir band indonesia yang aku suka) bahwa mereka mengeluarkan EP. aku mendonlot salah satu lagunya, Lucky me. eh aku jatuh cinta dan terdorong mendonlot lagu lainnya. dan jadinya sekarang: semua lagu mocca aku punya dan aku kini terdaftar sebagai anggota SwingingFriends (mocca's friendsclub) dan kita membentuk stuktur organisasi. Wah, aku nambah satu pengalaman organisasi lagi nih.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. kebanggaanku terhadap fashion membuatku semakin ingin show up. aku sering me mix and match baju2 lama sehingga keliatan lucu. dan aku narsis. tau sendiri akibatnya apa : aku jadi semakin rajin aplot foto di FB. aku makin narsis abis. well, karakter narsisku ini - dan rasa senang dihatiku ketika banyak fotoku di fb which means aku eksis - sangat bertentangan dengan kawan-kawanku, mbak-mbak Akhwat di Dakwah Sekolah malang (DS). akhwat2 DS meyakini bahwa seorang akhwat tidak boleh memasang foto di FB dengan alasan: wajah kita terlalu berharga untuk dilihat banyak orang (hei, aku tipe orang yang nampang, mbak!) ; kasian ikhwan2nya - daripada mereka ga bisa nundukkan pandangan (hey, masih banyak yang lebih appealing daripada saya.... kenapa kok kita yang ga boleh majang foto di fb) ; dan khawatir foto diedit jadi porno (well, kalo masalah itu, lebi banyak yang ga jadi korban editan daripada yang editan). aku sempat menyuarakan pendapatku di FB ini dan yang aku dapatkan adalah aku eyel2an sama mbak2 akhwat. intinya mereka - yang notabene sudah teryakinkan entah oleh siapa atau apa bahwa akhwat gak boleh nampang - hanya bisa ngelus dada menyikapi kenarsisanku dan tetap ingin membelokkan aku ke pemahaman mereka. One point that makes me think that I'm no longer in the same path with the DS members. Karena apa ya? karena aku sudah jarang bersama mereka, dan aku jauh lebih bahagia bersama anak2 Legato? Lembaga spektrum (punyanya ds juga) yang aku ikuti ini vakum? dulu petingginya spektrum ngehimbau kita untuk gak ikut organisasi lain, itu bilangnya pas aku masih dalam masa terminal, dan belum ikut legato. dan aku sampe aktif kuliah pun spektrum tetep adem dan vakum, proker tinggallah proker, syuro ga ketemu ujung perealisasian proker, aku gatel gak ikut organisasi. akhirnya aku memilih ikut legato. aku nyari organisasi ya yang dekat sama aku. aku mahasiswa sastra inggris dan therefore I want to involve in an organization related to my status as an English Dept student. LEGATO. dan aku akhirnya jatuh cinta sama legato. jangan salahkan aku kalo setiap kali diajak syuro aku sudah ada janji rapat sama legato. Dan aku sangat mengamini omongannya mas gading (ketua legato taun 2008), "Can't find any better organization than legato. bertaun2 aku ikut organisasi, still legato's the best!"
jadi, Haloooooo DS???

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang suka scrapbook dan ingin membikin scrapbook yang outstanding. sehingga kamarku berantakan karenanya.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang tertawa terpingkal2 melihat sebuah kalung flanel sederhana dijual 30ribu di sebuah onlineshop. aku membuktikan dengan membuat kalung yang sama dan harganya gak sampe 10 ribu. dan sekarang, udah banyak kalung buatanku yang sering aku pake ke kampus. semoga statement necklace tetep populer sampe 10 taun kedepan.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang, seorang procrastinator bahkan untuk hal2 sepele sekalipun.
tapi yang namanya hal2 kecil kalo ditimbun pasti jadi besar.

Dan inilah aku yang sekarang. aku yang mulai memaksa otakku berpikir kritis dan mendalam. aku sakit hati dan depresi oleh cecaran dan cacian ibuku yang bilang aku childish. karena itulah aku memaksa otakku berpikir lebih luas namun aku selalu merasa cakupan pemikiranku belum seluas yang aku inginkan. namun temenku bilang aku gak perlu mikir sejauh itu. ada lagi yang bilang aku mikir diluar konteks. nah lho.
Untuk belajar kritis, aku bergaul dengan beberapa kakak kelas yang terkenal ke-kritisannya, aku juga sering diskusi di statusnya dosenku, dan mencoba sharing dengan mereka. walau kuakui aku kadang ga bisa mengikuti jalan pikiran mereka.
Tapi aku belajar untuk bisa melihat seluas itu, setidaknya sebagai bahan argumen untuk tugas argumentative writing. aku sering ga terima melihat orang lain punya pendapat lain yang lebih relevan dan convincing daripada aku.

Ya Allah, paragraf terakhir itulah yang menceritakan pengalamanku saat ini. aku benci kalo aku tetep berpikiran terlalu simpel. I need to expand my mind. dan kebencian itu terus berkecamuk di hatiku dan aku akhirnya selalu ngerasa berat, mikirnya complicated, nggak seperti Angie yang nyantai kayak dulu. demi mengejar critical thinking. Hey, I'm almost 21. I'm seizing the word 'Maturity'.

Temen2,, apakah kamu masih melabeli aku dengan Angie yang ceria???
aku tak mau kehilangan gelar itu.

Ya Allah, sebagai orang yang mulai meninggalkan masa remajanya, aku ingin tahu, inikah aku yang aku inginkan dari dulu?
inikah aku dengan segala jati diriku yang aku cari dari dulu?
inikah aku dengan segala apa yang aku pegang dan aku yakini?
benarkah karakterku memang gak cocok jadi akhwat DS dan lebih pantas berkarakter aktivis ormawa sastra? kalo emang iya, berilah aku kekuatan untuk menerimanya. setiap orang punya keyakinan dan jalannya sendiri2.

harus berapa organisasi yang aku ikuti agar aku mantap menjadi diriku?
how many schools that I have to work for, how many guys do I have to date with, how many people do I have to meet, to convince myself that - yes, this is me?

Apa aku masih labil, sedangkan hanya dalam hitungan hari usiaku akan genap 21?

Jujur, keadaanku saat ini lumayan bikin ga tenang. aku merasa kehilangan diriku yang aku inginkan. kembali ke judul, wild, apakah tuntutan usia dan pengalaman yang semakin maju membuat semua ini terasa liar dan melelahkan?

semua ini penuh dengan pertanyaan. semoga kepanikanku akan perubahanku ini BUKAN karena matakuliah2 yang saya tempuh semakin lama semakin berat. the courses we take at college will imply a lot in our life, won't they?

Saturday, January 23, 2010

I've been too extrovert on blogs. Is it a fault?

I don't know what to say now. Cause now he knows it all.

I'm inspired by some of my friends who likes to share EVERYTHING in his/her blog. About their slogoddamnppy bedroom. about their affair with a forbidden love.

Am I doing wrong with my blog?

as what the title have said, "Dan Layar ini telah merekam segalanya". and this screen has recorded E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!

What are the things that I have told u in this blog?
sakitnya jadi anak culinary, perjuangan masuk sastra, Bu Rusna, Cinta terlarangku, SMANAWA dengan guru2nya yang suka nyubit aku, adek2 BDI, Majelis dakwah sekolah, apa lagi?

O Lord! I haven't talk about my ENGLISH DEPARTMENT.

later.

guys, sebenarnya apa sih batasan keterbukaan kita di blog?
aku punya kebiasaan buruk dari ngupil sampe nguping, haruskah diceritakan juga?

tapi guys, aku ngefungsiin blog ini as a diary. a public diary that may cause everybody knows who I am.

and this blog saves a lot of beautiful memory. Ndak tega aku menghapusnya,
tapi ada beberapa postingan yang bakal merusak harga diriku kalo orang yang tak singgung tahu, makanya aku hapus postingan itu.

huaaaa.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Ketika susah FB-an...

*Ussyong posting dan akupun tergoda juga*

Aku pernah denger dari seorang staff English Self Access Center, kalo FB sering nggak bisa dibuka karena terlalu banyak orang pake FB. awalnya aku anggap remeh ucapan itu. akhirnya omongan dia terbukti juga.
udah berkali-kali aku coba buka FB dari dua modem berbeda, dari tiga laptop berbeda, dan dari PC tercintaku ini. and guess what? berkali2 aku dapati:

"This webpage is not available.
The webpage at http://www.facebook.com/ might be temporarily down or it may have moved permanently to a new web address."

Nyebellin! sekalinya bisa masuk ke halaman FB, ketika aku klik profilku, eh pedhot lagi. reload lagi. ga nyambung. exit tab. new tab. masuk facebook. gagal lagi. gitu terus berkali-kali.

Rek, bener. ini gara-gara terlalu banyak orang punya FB! Akhirnya bandwithnya abis.
akhirnya aku mencoba beralih ke twitter. bisa sih login dengan cepet, cuma belum banyak temen2ku yang pake twitter. akhirnya, hmm - tanpa bermaksud sok - AKU FOLLOW ARTIS-ARTIS... dan mengamati kegiatan mereka yang sama sekali gak kumengerti. dan hari ini, aku kok tumben susah mbuka twitter.

akhirnya iseng2 aku kembali ke friendster. dan aku langsung mual melihat BUANYAKNYAAAA anak ALAY bin NORAK wal KAMPUNGAN memenuhi FS. cepet2 log out karena bener2 ilfil.

It has been this difficult to use those social networking sites. Then I went back to this blog. I hope it can heal those upset feelings...
Umm... not went back, actually. last week I've posted one more poem, about - yeah, again! - Bu Rusna. It's the poem that I gave to her on her birthday.
And I feel so long to write on this blog, to share everything in my mind.

Kapan ya aku nggak nyebut kata "bu rusna" di postinganku?

Friday, September 4, 2009

It's a beautiful life....

glodaaak.... gara2 si ussi posting setelah sekian lama hibernasi dari dunia blog, aku juga ngerasa ndak bertanggung jawab juga ninggalin ni blog, kuliahnya hibernasi kok blognya hibernasi juga *eh, postingan ketemu japhazz dibawah tu kan tanda bahwa aku nggak hibernasi total*

well, there's so many things happened while i was away (from this blog)

1. Mbak Ocha, seniorku di sastra inggris, keterima beasiswa ke amerika. great!
2. SNM-PTN yang indah. aku berangkat saat pagi begitu dingin... nervous, deg2an. tapi SNM-PTN yang terakhir ini sekaligus yang terindah. I faced this SNM-PTN happily, walau soal2 readingnya lumayan bikin muntah *pada saat snmptn lah aku merasa bahasa inggris itu susah* tapi aku menghadapi ujian ini dengan begitu tenang, optimis, dan pokoknya seneng banget aku ikut ujian itu. udah penjaganya ramah, ruangannya tenang, pokoknya aku optimis lulus dalam ujian itu.
3. SMANAWA telah menyempurnakan perananku sebagai kakak. Nena, miss cempreng yang ngefans berat sama bu yayuk itu keterima di SMANAWA. Mega, anaknya mama sugi juga keterima di SMANAWA. well, I've never imagined it before, cz mega told me that she's gonna continue her study at Tugu High School. and I know she can pass the passing grade of The Tugus, cz when she was graduated from elementary school, her final score was 44. it means the rate is 8, and she entered SMP 5, a favorite junior high school in malang. so i think she's potential to continue her study at the tugus, but mama sugi told me that mega is lazy. she prefers hanging out with friends better than studying. She told me this when I planned to give her private lesson on English. But - this is Allah's will, when mega was graduated from Junior high school, her final score is not rather high. it is just around 8. and the only high school in malang whose able to accept mega's score is just SMA 6, which is located in mburing. Do you know mburing? yes, it's very far from our home. it's located in the hill, in a village in south malang. So that mama sugi decided to mutate mega to smanawa - which is closer. Now, Mega knows who bu rusna is, and also the other teachers, and - hey! she can know BDI's projects that I hold!! maybe soon I'll be mega's mentor? who knows!
3. aku dapet kepercayaan dari bdi buat bikin slide show pake windows movie maker, tentang kegiatan bdi. aku ngerjainnya ngebut semalam. dan aku kasih backsound "Lucky" by jason mraz. ternyata sambutannya luar biasa. adik2 banyak yang pas acara selesai menggumamkan lagu itu..
4. and this is the most spectacular. Thanks God for the beautiful surprise. I was accepted in the English Department! I thanked everyone who had supported for me. I told Bu Ruli by tag her in FB. And I phoned Bu Rusna. I sent an SMS to my friends in Culinary, I told them that I was accepted. I thanked them for this beautiful-but-suffering year. I also told Mbak Ocha, my beloved senior. She was very happy for knowing that I had became her junior. Thank God...

Now I'm english literature student, impian itu telah menjadi nyata.
sodara-sodara,
aku senang di sastra.
aku telah menemukan jurusanku.
sejak SD bahasa inggris adalah pelajaran favoritku.
makanya sekarang aku senang belajar
kini aku telah mendapatkan pelajaran,
bahwa untuk memilih sebuah jurusan kita terlebih dahulu harus punya basic yang kuat.


aku senang di sastra.....

Sunday, May 3, 2009

HARI BURUNG!!

Thanks god i'm alive, aku berkesempatan ngerasain usia 19.
19....!! udah tua ya!

yang bikin aku bersyukur hari ini adalah:

1.Aku masih hidup
2.Aku bangun kesiangan jadi nggak ikut senam di balai RW!! asyik...
3.Aku nggak dielu-elukan orang tua, cuma ngasih selamat biasa aja.
4.Ortuku pergi ke pasuruan dari jam 8 pagi sampe jam 2 siang
5.Mama Sugi nyanyi selamat ulang tahun buat aku dari telepon
6.Dibelikan cilok sama tante.
7.berhasil bikin sekotak besar roti maryam mini buat guru2 smanawa besok
8.ibuku tetep ngomel seperti biasanya, tanpa ada reduksi karena hari ini ultahku. asyiiik... ndak dielu2kan...

bahkan aku lebih seneng kalo mereka lupa ultahku, kalo bisa warga non-rumah yang inget. guru2ku terutama.

well, yang pertama ngucapin selamat tuh mbak dian, terus muna, ibuku, adikku, kiwill tatto inc (tetangga), mama sugi, tante, dan temen2 facebook.

cinta... aku nggak sabar pengen ke smanawa.
Mbagiin kue ke guru2. cinta, aku telpon bu rusna tadi, tapi beliaunya repoooot terus. ya maklum lah bu rusna baru melahirkan. tapi nggak bisa tah sedikit aja luangin waktu untuk denger woro2ku?
aku nganterin kue ke smanawa adalah sarannya, karena aku sudah sering nganterin makanan ke bu rusna. jadi beliau bilang mendingan dianter ke smanawa ajah, gituu..

dan, harapanku taun ini...

1. semoga kuliahku di boga happy ending
2. semoga lulus SNM-PTN dan diterima di Sastra Inggris tanpa harus bayar uang pangkal lagi karena sama2 di UM
3. semoga diterima ngajar di bimbelnya HMJ Matematika
4. semoga potensi di bidang boga terus meningkat meski udah pindah ke sastra
5. semoga guru2 smanawa bisa nerima dengan lapang dada bahwa aku pindah.
6. semoga bu rusna mau nyayangin aku seperti dulu lagi *peh, kok kayak orang pacaran aja aku ini*

wadaw. ibuku datang. cepet2 sign-out.....

Friday, May 1, 2009

Menghitung jariiiii.......

pletakk. 3 mei besok minggu. bener2 tinggal menghitung jari!
aku genap 19 tahun hari itu.

harusnyah aku ngerasa gimanah?
seneng?

ya, harusnyah emang seneng.
tapiiii.... ada hal yang aku wegah di minggu besok!
cintah,, aku adalah tipe anak yang BENCI DI-ELU-ELUKAN KELUARGAAA!!!

well, terus terang aku ngerasa risih dielu2kan keluarga. terus terang aku orangnya lebih seneng dengan kehidupan di sekolah timbang di rumah. aku lebih deket sama guru2 daripada sama ortu. liat aja sendirih, kemaren aku abis praktek langsung main ke sma 9. ngobrol sama Bu Retno, Bu Ruli, Bu Hartami, Bu Endang, Bu Nuri, Bu Indy, Pak iskandar dan mbak pur. sampe jam 2 siang lho. aku malah mijetin bu ruli sama bu hartami. karena dulu waktu aku masih anak SMA 9 aku emang terkenal sebagai tukang pijetnya guru-guru.
pada awalnya pas jamnya bu alpha, kita kan diskusi, bu alpha mengeluh pusing. aku kan duduk di depan, terus bu alpha yang emang sayang sama aku *cz aku inget ulang tahunnya dan ngasih beliau kado* mengeluh pusing dan meminta aku untuk memijatnya. dan aku menuruti beliau, aku pun memijatnya. beliau senang.
beberapa minggu kemudian, beliau mengeluh pusing lagi. kali ini pada saat aku jam kosong dan aku mau ke wartel ndengerin lagu jadul *mbak pur suka nyetel lagu jadul tuh*. beliau memintaku memijatnya di ruang BP. aku menurutinya. dan ternyata selama aku memijat itu datanglah bu pur, yang ngeliat aku bisa mijet kok pengen dipijet juga. nah lalu selesai mijet bu alpha aku mijet bu pur. lalu datanglah bu ruli n bu hartami.... dan guess what, mereka minta dipijet juga. well - sejak saat itu aku diinget guru2 sebagai... TUKANG PIJET.
hingga di hari dimana aku dinyatakan lulus dari sekolah itu, bu hartami masih minta pijet dan penyayang guru macem aku pasti ga bakal nolak.

tuh kan? dari ceritaku aku jelas banget pecinta guru sejati. masih banyak cerita yang lain soal kecintaanku pada para guru hingga membawaku untuk ingin jadi guru juga. januari kemaren, pas bu rusna ulang tahun, aku rela berdiri dari jam 4 sore sampe jam 2 pagi mbuatin beliau kue tart. aku masih acak2an soal bikin tart. tapi demi bu rusna yang bener2 udah memberi makna bagi setiap nafas yang aku hela (blah, ini sih baris terakhir puisi 'ibu berjaket biru tua' yang aku buatkan untuk bu rusna di hari ultahnya yang ke 39)

dan barusan aku masak makaroni mix dgn mi goreng. aku anterin sebagian ke mama sugi, guru biologiku smp yang bener2 aku anggep ibuku sendiri itu. beliau senengnya luar biasa, bahkan, ndak biasanya, dia nelpon aku ke HP! dan nanyakan nomer smartku mana. ya ampun, aku nggak nyadar hp smart itu udah nyala 3 hari dan aku belum nge-charge.
oh. mama sugi. beneran aku manggil dia mama dan keluarganya pun nganggep aku juga bagian dari mereka.

see? betapa penyayang gurunya aku - oh yeah, aku lebih nyaman di sekolah - bukan di kampus. karena aku merasa diterima dengan hangat di SMA 9. Hingga aku merasa nggak sampai hati ngasih tau SMA 9 bahwa aku ingin pindah jurusan.

oh, tidak, minggu tu aku 'dipaksa' ibuku ikut senam bareng ibu2 warga RW 14 lainnya di balai RW. dan aku merasa risih - bukan cuma karena aku remaja sendiri, tapi karena aku ngerasa 'bukan tempatnya'. urusan senam sih, aku lebih seneng joget2 gak karuan diiringi lagunya tata young yang el nin-yo atau fergalicious.
dibawah otoritas ibuku, aku ingin berteriak .... TIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKK.....!!!!! *ngehantamin wajan ke meja*

ya ALLAH kuatkan aku menghadapi sambutan dari keluargaku minggu besok, aku lebih pengen diucapin selamat dari guru2ku...