Annyeonghaseyo! It's been a while since the last time I updated this blog. Well, because we've just celebrated
idul fitri, and before the smell is gone, I would like to apologize for what I've done. Let's have a fresh start just now. Starting from 0-0 again. In Islamic calendar, it's still new year, right? So, I will pretend this post as the first post this year.
Where should I start? I was about doing my translation then. But when I checked my email, it hasn't been there. So, while waiting for it, I want to share something about my life first. Shortly, in Bahasa, it's called
curhat. The following story is just a little story about my life. Surely I won't be able to retell the whole because my brain is not that good in memorizing.
My "School" Life
When I wrote "school" life, it doesn't mean that I'm still in college or something. It's
the school where I've been working. To be short, I'm working in one of famous Islamic elementary school (hehehe) in Cibubur, teaching 2nd graders. My students are very unique. I will tell some.
Uma is one of my students who likes to nag. What's been nagged? Yeah, her physical condition. Basically, she's okay. But she likes to say that she's sick. This happens everyday. Please note,
everyday. Even one day, she called me by herself saying that she's sick.
OMG--students nowadays.
Day 1
Uma: "Ms, I feel sick. I have a headache..." (touching her forehead)
Me: "Oh, what a pity. Let me walk you to the School Health Unit." (worried)
Day 2
Uma: "Ms, I don't know, there is a problem with my hand." (holding her hand)
Me: "What happened?" (checking her hand, found nothing, realized something)
Uma: "I don't understand, it suddenly feels bad."
Me: "Okay, just sit on your chair. It will be gone soon."
Day 3
Uma: "Ms, I am dizzy. I want to throw up."
Me: "You're gonna be okay. Don't kid too much with your friends."
Uma: "Really Ms. My head is sick."
Me: "You just had kidded to much with your friends. Believe me, you're okay."
Uma: "No Ms. I want to throw up. I want to throw up if my friends are noisy."
Me: "..."
Day 4
Uma: "Ms, I've got a fever." (touching her forehead)
Me: "Let me see..." (touching her forehead, found she's okay)
Uma: (showing pity face)
Me: "No, you're okay." (leaving her)
Uma has two best friends. One in my class (Agita), and one in other class (Sasha). They like a third grader boy named Rafa. One day, Uma and Sasha wrote
a letter to Rafa. Knowing this, Agita was really angry. She didn't except that they didn't put her name in the letter. Agita and Uma argued until they cried. And finally, Uma ripped the letter into pieces, cried and shouted: "Look! It's already ripped. Are you satisfied?! Look!" Hahahahahahaha. It looked like a scene from a drama.
There are lots of stories about my class everyday. It won't be enough to write it here. My students are way too unique. They like to fight, they never shut up, they like to nag, they like to cry, they like to share foods, they like to make me (and Ms Fiyya--my colleague) exhausted and thirsty. Well, but I love them all.
My students' parents are nice too. They are very generous, hehehe. Before Idul Fitri holiday, they share some presents, cookies, and
angpao to me and Ms Fiyya. I was very happy because before I used to open my mom's presents, and now I had mine. So far, I like being here. I learn a lot.
My "Home" Life
Home doesn't mean that I already form a family. Hehe. It's about my life as a daughter of Mr Purwo and Mrs Fajar. They are glad to know that I'm working in my working place right now. They said that it's good to make me better.
As a working daughter, I feel that I'm supposed to give some of my money to my parents as a form that I want to reply what they've done. Unfortunately, I am still not able to do that. First, because my salary is much much much lower than my parents. Second, because I have been using it to pay my two-wheels-vehicle installment. Third, because...hm...I think the first reason is the main reason... :'(
My "Friendship" Life
I miss my friends so much. We seldom meet, but luckily we can keep in touch with the help of technology. However, it feels not enough because I like meeting them directly, sharing each others' updates, hehehe. Hm, I think I will see them today, or tomorrow.
My "Love" Life
Hm, what should I say. It's getting better and better. Just like the ocean, it's never dry. He's getting busy, but I can understand that he has to finish his study. I believe him, and I believe that he won't make me disappointed.
A couple days ago, I went to his house and met his parents. I was so nervous, but I think it went well. That was the first time his dad asked something directly to me.
Whoaaa... I couldn't feel my stomach! >_<
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| "TIME FOR A FRESH START-YEAR ZERO" |
Well, I want to be better and better. I will do my best to be the best for my best mans--my family, my boyfriend, my friends, my students, everyone that I love and who love me. Okay, I think this is the end of this post. I hope you don't get bored because it seems that I will be back as a blogger and update this blog as often as possible. Hehehe.
Adios! *widyakilaz*
