End of 2011 (Bahasa)

halo readers.. udah lama nih gw gak ngepost, padahal lagi liburan tapi malah gak ada ide sama sekali. ya iyalah ya... orang gw liburan di rumah doang, parahnya main-main terus jadi gak bisa cerita banyak. Tapi ngeliat postingan temen-temen, jadi minder .___. yaudah deh gw mau "mencoba" cerita dan kali ini pake bahasa indonesia, mungkin seterus nya juga. baru ngaca kalo...*sigh* lanjutkan lah sendiri :(

Jadi.. Desember ini sebenernya banyak banget kejadian yang bersejarah dalam hidup gw. Mulai dari.. *ehm* umur gw yang alhamdulillah udah nyampe 17, which means.. gw udah punya KTP, udah "gede", udah bertanggung jawab atas diri gw sendiri (anehnya, gw malah merinding.... :s).

Trus.. hmm apalagi ya? oh iyaaa!! udah gw ceritain blm? gw punya keponakan yang lucccuuu immyuuutt gendyuutt banget.

namanya BABA..!! aneh ya? iya emang, krn itu bukan nama aslinya.. entah kenapa bapaknya manggil dia itu -_____-" Namanya sebenernya.. inisialnya RAP. Tapi gw gak mau ngupload fotonya. takut diculik :s Intinya dia suka banget bilang "akhoowww...akhoowww.." trus kalo malem suka MABES --> Marah Besar. Kalo teriak, jerit-jerit bikin kuping pengeng sampe takut dikira nyulik anak orang hahahhaa..
overall.. dia imyuutt dan..... *sigh* suka nangis kalo gw cium -,-"


hm.. apalagi yahh yang terjadi di Desember..?? hmm.. ohh kemaren, XII IPA G kumpul lohhh di rumahnya Ubit <3 baru pertama kali deh gw kumpul sekelas gituu *unyuuu*. Kompak banget rasanya.. iyalah kan udah kelas XII, harus kompak belajar dan saling bantu buat masuk PTN. Semoga kelas XII IPA G semua anaknya dapet perguruan tinggi yang diinginkan deh aamiiinn.. love yaaa guyss :")

That's all for now.
Have a bunch of movies to watch. Happy holiday, guys!!!

Failure and Success

Hey, readers..!!! It's December already and I've finished my final test. Which means, holiday's coming, finally. What a tiring week, full of papers and works and projects and a bunch of books to read. Gratefully, I survived it. fiuh..
here's something I wrote about 7 months ago, when I was in grade XI. I've always wanted to post it, but I always forgot. This time for sure.. enjoy

People think those are two opposite things. Just like dark and light or angels and demons, each side has different atmosphere. Success is the one people fight for. But failure...it is what they fear the most. Some of them might choose to end their lives because of it. Who doesn't? When ambitions are overpower and greed is driving, failure means losing everything.

I used to think that way. I was also enslaved by greed and ambitions. All that times I had been successful, until one horrible moment.. It was the first time I saw my dreams were shattered to pieces right in front of me. I got my feelings mixed. Anger, sad, tormented but overall disappointed. I thought my efforts are inversely proportional with the results. Has this thing ever come to you?

Months later, I forgot it and continued my life. But the pain was still hurt. I worked very hard so that I would not hurt again. I was succeeded. The results are perfect! I thought it was enough to payback my recent loss and turn the table.But, i let my guard down. Just a little time before the game is over, I ruined it all. And now, I am in great regret.

While in this state of re-opening the wound, something hit me on the head. It was a very touching and motivating story. Much like the same as my sad journey. Somehow I think it tells my life.

Just when I think life is unfair, I got a lesson. It's about failure and success. I forget that life is like a rolling wheel. One moment you're at the top, the next moment you're at the bottom. It is a cycle. You can neither always climbing up nor always falling down. Instead, it takes you up and down all the time.

There's also a fact that every great person has been through failure a lot. One said that the more failure you have, the more successful you'll become. In a brief, it doesn't make sense,right? But it does make sense when you don't quit trying and learn from your failure. Like a famous quote, "experience is the best teacher". So, when you fail, you better learn it. Why you fail and how you solve it. So when the same problem comes up, you know what to do.


I know I was wrong so I checked on myself. And I realize.. The most crucial thing I'm aware is I'm too obsessed with being perfect. I want everything to go the way I plan. Whatever I do, I must not fail and have to be the best of all. But we all know.. Human can't be so flawless.

When being the best is my only motive, I don't even remember what I'm struggling for. I lost my track, I don't know my real goal. Maybe if I hadn't been so greedy, I wouldn't have felt so much pain, I would have been so grateful of whatever I have.

Welcoming November

It's gonna be my first post in November.. Gosh, time really flies 0.O

Tomorrow we're having Iedul Adha. My big families are all going to come, so mom and the others (including me) have to prepare everything :)

Two important things happened in this week :
1. My jazz has been sold. I need quite a lot effort to forget her. She's been accompanying me for 7 YEARSSSS...!!!!!! hiks

2. My lovely sister is coming home..!! I've been missing her like, so bad T____T

And here's another words from me... enjoy :)

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Langit Kelam

Deburan angin senja menghantam

menari di bawah cakram langit kelam

mengusik setiap insan, membangunkan jiwa

yang tumbuh seiring tetesan hujan awan senja

Separuh keping sirna

Separuh hati hampa

Tertegun menunggu sang purnama

merangkak di ujung cakrawala dunia

Tabir hitam mengoyak kegersangan,

kala mata ini kupejam

Lalu engkau berkilau bagai berlian

menyinari malamku yang kelam,

purnamaku....

Pertama Kali

Amarah bergelora, memecut setiap relung jiwa yang hampa

Hampa....ya, Sabtu itu..

Terpanaku melihatmu, melihat rangkaian kata penghancur segala

Teganya kau biarkan harapanku mengular, remukkan tubuhku

Percik air menghapus noda, pelipur lara

Satu cara hanyutkan semua angan kencana

Disaat kelam langit tak bernada

Kautersenyum tanpa dosa

Kau!! Teganya..

Liriklah sebuah bayangan pada cermin kaca!

Mengapa ia selalu terkurung dalam keadaan yang sama?

Hancurkan benteng kesombonganmu!

Percayailah aku!

Karena aku

sudah dewasa....

Another October

Readers.. It's been a year since I posted "Gloomy October". Recall that it was the most tiring and disappointing month in 2010. I was psychologically tormented due to degradation of my scores, school life, and many factors I can't mention. But gratefully, those things challenged me to revolve from my former state. Avoila! this is me, the stronger me than I used to be (People might see different but at least this is what I think about myself).

It hit me when I realize I've been taking hold of this organization for almost 1 year. 1 year seems short. Like, in a blink, suddenly it's passed. The more you enjoy it, the faster it'll fade.

Suddenly I remember all the time I spent together with sp46.. :")

I can't say we never argued and always lived peacefully together.

But I assure you those are memories made.

Guys, we've done our job. Though every project might not be perfect, still, we made an astonishing progress.

Now our time is over. Don't you realize?

I'll miss every jartel I got for the past 1 year.

We have to say goodbye to our current positions and hand it off to the next "on-duty" members. Regeneration of the old regime and displacing it with a new one, is the heart of an organization right? That's what we want to develop our beloved SP, right?

Every start has an end. Now, let's welcome our demise.

Let's Finish What Once We Started

our meeting in kaderisasi

diklat

preparing for our "makur"

my design for secretary's book's front page

SP going to XXI

have a chat at Pizza Hut

our "makur" invitation - first page

Makur invitation - second page

Makur invitation - third page

Those are photos taken from my phone. Only a little piece of the total. We love to take pictures.

I think, there are two things that can unite all of 46 members.. And they are : Rhesa and camera :)

Sorry for being melancholic.

Bertahan

Bertahan. Satu kata yang gampang diucapin*, tapi dilakuinnya susah setengah mati. (*kecuali buat mereka yang cadel -.-)

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Suatu saat kau memulai sebuah perjalanan. Dengan tekad yang bulat, kau putuskan arah dan tujuanmu. Kau mulai melewati setapak demi setapak jalan yang telah kau pilih. Seberapa pun banyaknya halangan yang merintang, kau tak peduli. Tenagamu masih poll. Pandanganmu visioner, penuh mimpi.

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Setengah perjalanan telah kau lalui. Beratus-ratus bukit telah kaudaki seolah menantang gravitasi bumi. Namun, sebanyak itu juga rasa sakit yang kau rasakan akibat terpeleset ke dalam jurang. Kini kau menimbang-nimbang realita penderitaan. Kau mulai berpikir, mungkin kau salah arah. Sejenak kau beristirahat, merenung. Terlintas kembali di otakmu, tujuan ketika kau masih bersiap di belakang garis start. Dan cahaya itu pun bersinar. Terang sekali.. hingga kau yakin, kau masih berada di jalur yang tepat.

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Kau mengikuti cahaya itu. Menyusuri jalan yang tak berujung. Penuh pengharapan. "kapankah ini akan berakhir?" pikirmu. Cahaya itu melemah, seiring melapuknya tubuhmu dimakan usia. Pandanganmu mulai kabur. Kau tak lagi melihat cahaya yang dahulu menyempitkan pupilmu. Kau buta arah! Lalu kau bertanya kepada batu, pohon, awan, dan bintang manakah arah yang benar. Mereka semua melakukan hal yang sama. Bisu.

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Hampir habis sabarmu. Untungnya, masih ada yang iba terhadapmu. Angin. Ia membelai rambutmu dengan lembut. Menyentuh pipimu yang tirus. sungguh anggun. Seolah berbisik, "aku tau" di telingamu. Lalu angin membawamu terbang. Semakin tinggi dan terus meninggi. Kini kau berbangga dan yakin bisa menggenggam dunia di tanganmu. Kau merasa sombong. Merasa layak dihormati. Hingga angin pun kesal. Dengan serta merta, ia menghempaskan kau ke dalam liuk pekat tornado. Seketika kau menatap kematian..

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Readers, entah kenapa gw selalu paling gak bisa bikin ending yang bagus. padahal ending adalah bagian paling krusial ya? hiks.. trus sebenernya yang mau gue tumpahkan pada analogi ini bukan kayak di atas.. tapi lebih ke perjuangan lw ngelakuin semua tantangan demi mencapai mimpi lo. tapi...kayaknya... alam bawah sadar selalu mengarahkan gw untuk bikin cerita yang setipe. yaudah deh yaaa gw mau ngerjain thinkquest doloo.. blognya entar-entaran aja deh.. eh iya kalo ada yang mau ngelanjutin endingnya juga boleh. monggo...

In The Middle Of The Night

Readers..

It's 01.51 in the morning right now and I actually don't know what to write..

I'm not in the mood to complain about sucking things neither about love nor sort of "galau" things. No.

I fell asleep in the early night again...today... and I don't have any idea why I fall asleep so much lately. Perhaps I'm just too tired? Or because I barely do some exercise these days? who knows :p.

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The point is, now I'm back alive and just don't know what to do in the middle of this night. No one in the house is still awake except for, perhaps.... my brother. I saw him still dwelling with his laptop when I just woke up 1 hour ago. I'm following my twitter time line, but it's just so empty. Like no one else there in any place outside the world is still awake #lebay. It's just too quiet here..making it kinda odd. Usually at this time, people still chattering around, right? (of course no. am i crazy) And I feel like... *sigh* galau-ing.. NOOOOOOO.......!! I've promised myself to have a better and brighter mind, seriously TT___TT

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Let's talk about another topics. So, just some minutes ago, I scrolled down on my facebook home and I found a page about a japanese girl which was tortured to death for 44 days. Her name was Furuta Junko. Although I might have heard a little about her from my friends, I still shocked and ---I don't know kind of feeling it's called. Fear? or Anguish? what ever it is--- when I read the article. I read every line carefully and became afraid as I read more and more tortures that the three men ---I don't think they deserve to be called men, cause I don't even think they're human!! they're monsters--- did to her. It's just too sad for a girl like her, probably at my age when the tragedy happened. I can't imagine being in her position. Facing the three monsters in agony. No.. NOO...!! I hope I'll never get a part of scary life like that. I always pray to Allah to keep me away from unfortunate things :"" and Allah is the greatest protector, right?

If you care and interested in the story of furuta junko, you might want to read this :

http://netdetective.forumotion.net/t937-junko-furuta-story-wajib-baca-yang-bagi-yang-blom-tau

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Junko_Furuta

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So.. here it goes.. As the time keeps pacing, never slows down.. I'm here facing my monitor. I don't know what to do and I feel empty as a part of my mind keep thinking about the tortured girl. I'm scared...... I really do..... and moreover, even worse.... I'm hungry =.= I haven't eaten dinner because I was fast asleep so early...

That's for now, I really should go to the kitchen and have some food. *krooyoookk krooyoook kroooyookk* Look, my stomach is shouting for food -.- bye

Suatu Pagi di Lantai 3, Pentogan

Udah jadi persepsi banyak orang bahwa hari Senin adalah hari yang puaalinggg menyebalkan #lebay. Banyak alasan sih yang bikin Senin jadi si doi yang kalo bisa gak usah dateng aja. pertama, mungkin karena 2 hari sebelum Senin adalah hari libur (sabtu dan minggu). Biasanya kalo abis libur, orang pada males sekolah apalagi kerja. hahaha maaf gue soktau padahal lulus sma aja belom. kedua, ada yang bilang bahwa sebenernya bukan hari Senin-nya yang bikin bete, tapi 5 hari berikutnya. yayaya.. you know, monday means starting a new week and a new week can be full of laughs or tears.

Dan ternyata hari Senin gue ini adalah bad day. Entah kenapa.. mungkin karena nilai kimia, dimana nilai bab terakhir cuma diambil dari 4 soal terakhir midtest. Jadi kalo salah 1 aja udah dapet 75 -....-. Gak berarti gue gak menyukuri. Gue bersyukur banget alhamdulillah.... But, this awkward feeling can't be destroyed and vanish easily, right?

So, I tried to calm myself down by sitting on a porch, right outside my classroom. I sat there for about 15 minutes. I looked down and found some students having P.E. class on the field. The sun didn't shine too bright and the wind gently stroke my cheek. That really worked! I calmed down.. and by the same time, I created this (in Bahasa Indonesia) :

Kain Sunyi

Di pinggir tebing kuberdiri

Memandangi dasar dengan ngeri

Sesekali bibir ini tersungging

Mencerna kata yang menyelinap,merasuki diri

Apa yang ia katakan?

Pikiranku jauh melayang

Dibawa angin terbang ke khayangan

Ia tergantung indah, hanya sebagai pajangan

Waktu, mengapa ia selalu kusesali?

Padahal kutahu ia tak bisa kembali

Apakah hidupku akan terus seperti ini?

Takdirkah yang telah menyurati?

Aku tak mau pusing mencari tahu

Aku hanya ingin terus berpacu

Menyaingi kecepatan sang waktu

Meski kutahu, ia akan menang, selalu...

Seiring berjalannya waktu, kerumunan itu pun pergi

meninggalkanku berlari sendiri

Peluh bercucuran membasahi dahi

bermandikan mentari yang setia menemani

Hanya satu yang kupinta

Dan yang selalu kuingin

Ia berada jauh di angkasa

16 tahun membeku dalam dingin

Lalu dia datang.. hidupnya terlalu datar dan sepi

Namun pikirannya, sepotong pun aku tak mengerti!

Gayanya yang seolah tak peduli

Membuatku ingin mengusirnya pergi

Seperti air yang selalu mengalir

Atau langit dengan awan yang terukir

Mungkin aku memang tak pantas untuk hal ini

Tapi dia.. dia yang selalu kucaci, membara seperti api!

Hidup memang tampak memihak sebelah

Terkadang membawamu setinggi gunung, lalu melemparmu ke lembah

Namun aku yakin dengan seluruh tumpah darah

Semuanya ada yang mengatur dan Dia tak pernah salah

Tapi, apakah hanya ini yang dapat kulakukan?

Memandangi tanah yang menyilaukan

Disaat mereka menari berduaan,

Aku tak berkutik dalam kesepian

Akankah kubiarkan ia melewatiku?

Seolah tubuh ini terikat benalu

Kencang pada sebuah tiang tak berbatu

Namun apa yang kulakukan? hanya diam menunggu

Akankah kubiarkan mimpi ini pergi?

Dan menyisakan raga yang tak berarti?

Tidak! Akan kubawa kembali emas ke genggaman pertiwi

Untuk sehelai kain yang melambai sunyi

:)

first in a life time

Dear readers, it is a good news.

This is the first time my room looks clean and ... spacious.

Don't get me wrong, I love cleaning. It's the woman part of me and I'm good at it. But, this time is different. I used to be very reluctant in throwing away my worn out stuffs. I wanted to keep every single things that would remind me of my past. Yeah, I was that kind of girl.

It seemed like yesterday my brain was... in a meticulous state...and I needed a comfortable room.

It only took 2 hours to clean up all the mess.

These are photos of my room after being cleaned up.

My Last Midterm Test in High School

First of all, I'd like to thank God, Alhamdulillah, that the mid semester test has finally ended. :) At first, I didn't consider it as a serious matter until P.E. theory aroused me from my unawareness.

why was I so unaware? Because you know, several days before it began, I just had a chance to take a deep breath after organizing the biggest event this year, 8schoolastic. But it was very close before midterm. And my mind was shouting for more and more breaks until the day finally came.

and why PE? When I was in grade XI, my former PE teacher never even dare to bother us with his test. It turned out, as I jumped into a higher grade, with my new PE teacher who wants to draw some attentions, the questions given are far more difficult. And the result is.. more than 90% students didn't pass the test.

well, that's a preface..

Finally I realized it was a mid term test. And I started to study. Each day I had maximum 2 subjects. Therefore, I always got home earlier and took the train. At home, I studied materials (mostly papers, problem sets or notes) for the next day, although I couldn't manage to learn them all because the lack of time. That's all I could get after studying until dawn. (whahaha I'm exaggerating). Actually, mostly until midnight. But when the subjects are very difficult, I set an alarm again before dawn (shubuh). I can't imagine If I didn't stay up late that days, I would have missed too many papers and books to read.

Everyday I put all the previous materials aside and brought new copies of materials for the next day. It's always been repeated during the midterm UNTIL..... (right now).....It creates a huge pile of papers and books, barely arranged. no no no, messily piled on the floor and on my desk.

Now, I feel like relaxing. I don't care what my room looks like right now. Probably like a crashed plane. I just want to have some rest after this long long long and exhausting marathon.

The Moon and The Star

I used to stare at the sky, but I had never been amazed by the moon or the stars. Why? They're two things that commonly used in a poem or poetry or worse, love letter. I like to read poems, but not err... too "galau" ones. When moon and stars are mentioned at the very beginning, I assure you that the whole story is telling "love" matter.

But this post is not.

The moon and the star, an analogy.

Dear stars...

My night probably won't be as beautiful as it is now, without you

No, I was wrong

It's not only me..but the whole citizens of this crazy city

We are tired by the day

And every night you come

to comfort us and make us stay

Stay.. in this crazy little life

Dear moon...

Why are you so graceful?

Making me so eager to steal your light

keeping it for myself, alone

Your light, they're not actually "yours"

But when you use it, you shine very bright

even brighter than the star.

The moon and the star..

they complement to each other

like bread and jam

like tea and sugar

like purines pairing with pyrimidines

I'd like to stare at them

Watching my dearest moon caring for the star

for the star is so careless

I hope you both will always be together

You're one of the reasons I laugh in life

Seeing you split up makes my heart torn apart

Dear moon, please continue taking care of the star :)

that's it, readers. It's not a poem. It's an...errr.. what ever it is.

anyway, I was inspired by my friends. And they're really..... like what I wrote above.

It's so funny and touching to see them :")

Once again I tell you, it's definitely not romance

Bizarre Love Chain

Love is a mysterious part
how does a feeling start emerging in my heart?

Perhaps it transmits a signal from vision
The more I see you, the more I feel the invasion
You seize my mind without permission
You hypnotize me like magician

Love is a curse
Once you're twisted with it, you're locked
Love is a maze
Once you get inside it, you're lost



But this thing happen
The bizarre love chain
When I finally think you're the right man
Your feelings toward me end

I love you
But you love her
she loves him
But he loves me

This is the bizarre love chain...


*ini boong-boongan loh!! gw cuma lagi ngarang-ngarang doang wkwkwk*

She

She's ordinary.

The first time we went to high school, no one knew her.

No one thinks about her for she has nothing special.

She's not popular or famous.

She's very quiet, she hates the crowds.

She has her own world.

She talks to herself, some people just call her "delusional"

She keeps her problems to herself and covers it with a flawless smile.

But sometimes, she can't bear it anymore

And tears will flow down her eyes

everyone asks "What makes you crying?"

She mourns herself for being that pathetic.

If I were her, I would feel very ashamed.

She has her principles.

Whenever she lies, she'd feel uneasy.

She always wants to help someone regardless who the person is.

this is the only part of her that I'm fond of.

She has rules and very strict to it.

Everybody avoids her so they won't be scolded.

Including me.

who on earth wants to get yelled at, anyway?

And in the end, she will feel lonely, again..

She makes mistakes.

She makes too many mistakes, a million sheets won't be sufficient to write them all.

She gets out of control, it's just slipped right out of her hand

Only regrets still remain.

She acts like a boss and she is the worst actress ever.

She often makes a very bad decision which leads to anger and dissatisfaction.

She is her with all the good and bad things.

She is her with all her courage and braveness

She is the girl I see in the mirror.

He

He's a stranger.

Everybody talked about him. Everybody knew him.

Neither because he did well on sport, nor because he won any competition.

It's because something usual. He got a perfect score when no one did.

I just heard what everybody said.

I just heard about him.

I just "imagined" what he looked like.

He's an acquaintance.

When I asked some people to gather around, he showed up.

But I never asked him and I never minded him either.

That day, we were officially introduced to one another

And also... the first time I saw what I had been imagining.

He's a partner.

Basically, we worked on a same project.

Even though what I did and what he did were slightly different.

When I got problems, I often asked for his opinion. He had plenty ideas

He cared and responsible.

He's a very great partner to work with.

and I really respect him.

He's a friend.

We shared our experiences.

We reminded each other about something important.

We learned something from each other.

He always helps me whenever I ask him.

He's very kind, money doesn't mean a lot for him.

He always supported me and never he made any excuses to cover up his faults.

I have to say that I will remember him

but please note that my statement doesn't mean I "romantically" in love with him.

I write this post as a tribute for all of his contributions.

May us be friends forever..

The First Month of Being a 12th Grader

It's been a month since I became a twelfth grader. From what I experienced this month, I can predict what kind of life I'll have until this year's over.

Perhaps this semester is the most important because it decides who deserves SNMPTN Undangan form. And everybody is like... MAD. The atmosphere is extremely tense and uncomfortable. You know, I've participated in many competitions, but I never like to compete. I hate competitions. I hate when there's a side to win and the other has to lose.

When I was in holiday in June, I'd always wanted to fast forward the time into living as a twelfth grader. I was so eager to start a new page of my life. Thought I could do better and I actually wanted to, as soon as possible, improve my scores. But the fact is quite the opposite.

The facts that every lessons are difficult and every students have motivated themselves then transformed into a machine -which thinks as fast as a calculator and works as long as a computer with no sense of boredom or fatigue- make me think twice over my eagerness to write a flawless golden page in my life's history.

Every time I feel down like this, I always remember what my father said. He said,"Just run as fast as you can without looking at your opponents. What you need to do is try your best and enjoy every single moment. And in the end, you have to resign it to Allah Azza wa jalla. Because nothing can stop what Allah wants. If Allah wants to give you something, then no one can hamper it. Vice versa, if Allah doesn't want to give you something, then you won't get it no matter how hard you try."

With this new beginning.. I hope I can survive. I just have to try. At least try.. About the result... we'll see next year.

- This is story of a student who's worrying her future.

Science Marathon

Hey, readers... first of all, happy Ramadhan!! ^^ (i know it's a bit late, day 13th already)

Today's post is about "Science Marathon"...!!! It's a competition but I prefer to call it a game. Because rather than just stuck with a bunch of questions, this game involves a lot of fun! I'm so eager to tell you the detail about this event *gasabar*

SMA Negeri 8 Jakarta presents a huge event this year in September. We call it "8Schoolastic" abbreviation for 8 School Art and Science National Competition. This 8Schoolastic or SCH (es-ce-ha) for short, consists of several branches of competition. And as the name's shown, they are classified into art or science competition.

Science marathon is one of its branch that belongs in the science group, as seen on its name. You don't have to be afraid if you can't run. Because it's fully science, regardless the "marathon" word. The game will be in teams. So, to join this game you have to submit your team to the committee. One team must consists 4 high school students from the same school.

This game has 3 parts.

1. The elimination round (babak penyisihan). In this round, the four members will be separated into 4 different classes. And every one of them will be given a problem set that differ in subject (the subjects are maths, physics, chemistry, and biology). For example team 1 consists of A, B, C, D. In the first round A will be doing the maths test, while B will do the physics, C will do the chemistry, and D will do the biology test. There will be 15 teams that pass this round. get it?

2. The Quiz round (babak cerdas cermat). In this round, all members are united together.They have to work together to defeat other teams in cerdas cermat round. In each round, 3 teams will be pitted. So, the total round is 5. Each team will choose 1 envelope consisting 10 compulsory questions. After that, the moderator will ask 15 questions and the team that rings the bell first deserve to answer the question. The first winner of each cerdas cermat round will proceed to the next round.

3. The Marathon round (babak marathon). Why this round called "marathon"? because, the finalists will be moving from one location to another to answer the questions. There'll be 5 different test locations. Different locations has different theme and the questions asked in each location will be coherent with it. Every team will get into those 5. And....the exciting thing is there will be a clue which leads to the next location. Every time they solve the mystery given in the clue, they'll be rewarded some points. And the committee will also record their time for solving questions in each location. Finally, the committee will rank every finalists based on their points.

Interesting isn't that?? You can train your brain but you won't feel bored because the committees wrap it in a fun way. Don't be hesitate to join...!! comment if you want :) .

oohh I almost forget.. of course the winner will get prize

1. The first winner will get Rp 4.000.000 + medal + sertificate

2. The second winner will get Rp 3.000.000 + medal + sertificate

3. The third winner will get Rp 2.000.000 + medal + sertificate

So.... what are you waiting for????? SUBMIT YOUR TEAM NOW to the committee (SMA NEGERI 8 JAKARTA) or you can comment to this post or you can follow @8Schoolastic via twitter.

My Shopping Behavior

Hey readerss...!!! Today I went to a stationery store in Matraman, let's say G (name isn't mentioned :p). I just planned to buy a ruler and a clear holder, but in fact....

1. I walked through the wide main room towards the stationery area. But then, something caught my eyes. "what's that so catchy?" oh...it turns out a new stand which sold unique and high quality stuffs. Interested and curious, I finally approached one of the stuff they sold. A shopkeeper started explaining every details about this and that, offered me other items and even followed me everywhere!!! Did he have a crush on me or what? *pedemode:on*. I asked dozens of questions like "how long will it last?" or "do you have this folder in green?" He answered vigorously as I picked more and more items. When I finally decided which one is the best, I checked for the price. Suddenly, there was a lightning strike, a thunder, an electric shock on my chest. expensiiiivveee..!!!!! I quickly put everything back to its place and ran away. "sorry Mr. shopkeeper for wasting your time...!!!

2. I got back on track --> to the stationery area. Sprightly I walked to where the "rulers" are located. "I want to buy a flexible ruler which can't be broken", I thought. I picked one but when I observed it, there was a scratch on it.
"Aahhh must find another one..!!" I said. 15 minutes had passed and then finally.... "ffuuhhh, this one is flawless :) (relieved)". But when I about to leave that spot, I glanced back. "waiitt... what's that? a longer ruler?" I came back and dwelt with rulers again. The new one was twice longer than the last one but not flexible and wasn't green (I'm a green-mania, fyi). I started to think... "which one do I need the most? the flexible or the longer one? I think I need a long ruler. But it's not green!!!" I was confused. While I was counting the advantages and the lacks of each, my eyes uncontrollably glanced to other bunch of rulers. And I thought "That one is cute". My options became much more. And I got even more confused. @.@ "shoott... If only I could buy all of them T__T". Finally... after AN HOUR... I went to the cashier without looking back or else I would be hesitant again....


That's my shopping behavior.... In summary... first, it's very common for me not to buy things I've selected before (usually because of price issue xp ). second, it's also very common for me to take a long time on deciding the best item I should buy.

But I think most of women do the same. Well, my parents (esp Mom) told me to be scrupulous when I want to buy something. Because in this country, consumers are often tricked. So be careful... ^^

Loneliness

Hey readers.. last week, SP and I went to Garut to do our "proker", Risma (Riset Ilmiah). We went there on Tuesday, July 5th and left on Saturday, July 9th.
I'm not going to tell the detail about that event. Cause I believe it's going to be hundreds of pages (I'm exaggerating >.<). No, seriously.. it is so unexplainable and indescribable.

I really like being there.. the air was fresh and cold. every morning, I always woke up shivering, cause I didn't bring any blankets or sleeping bag! the temperature there was approximately 15 degrees celcius. Well, for you who live in Europe, it's nothing. But for me, it's deadly freezing. Also, we always saw the sunrise at the edge of a cliff (but not a very high one). we saw the sun climbed up between two mountains. What we saw was exactly the same as a kid's drawing. kekekekkekkee... After that, to warm my body I usually ordered hot tea or coffee.



On the second and the third day, I went to the villager's houses to collect data for our research. The people there are very friendly. This is what I like from people who lives in the *almost* isolated village, they're nice. They spoke Sundanese, most of them I didn't understand. I just nodded and smiled or composed a serious face depended on their expressions and intonations.

There, I felt SP as my family, cause in 5 days we lived together. We ate together and every day we always saw each other. we even slept in one room (boys and girls slept in distinguished rooms, fyi). we joked and we carried each other's burdens. There, I was noticed. Everybody knew me and they cared for me. We are alike, I mean, we share some similarities. No one is more superior than the others. Everyone's equal. I believe at least once you found someone who has the same interest as yours.

I understand if you can't feel it because as I said before, It can't be described by words. You have to feel it yourself.


And now, I'm back to school. There's no more living as one party. We're scattered in different classes. In my class, I always feel lonely. I miss them.. I miss SP... I really want to have some time with you guys alone... again.... :"(

Exciting June

Hey readers! Today is the first day of July. Everybody says time goes by so fast. well, I think it does. Before I'm going through July, I want to reminisce June, a month with exciting news.

1. In June, I had finished all my final examination. Alhamdulillah, my final scores are all above the passing grade, so I don't have to re-study. My rank was improving, I also should be grateful of it.

2. I went to Bandung twice and I had fun there. Quite effective in killing my boredom.

3. I attended Cairo (Camping Islami Rohis) presented by rohis sman 8 jkt. I am one of the committee and we worked very hard to make the event unforgettable. For me, this year's cairo is unforgettable. Because we cooked our food together but it turns out quite well for high school students.

4. Alhamdulillah, my sister's got accepted in faculty of medicines, Airlangga University, Surabaya! I am very happy to hear it even though if she takes this chance, we'll be separated for several years. I hope next year I can get into faculty of medicines, University of Indonesia. aamiiinnnn :)

These are things which make my June very happy. I hope in July, there'll be more happy things.

Mom and Dad

I am the youngest child in my family. My mom is 50 years old and my father is 52 years old. I love them so much.

Every time I want to do something, I always ask for their permission. Cause if I don't get one, I will feel miserable doing the thing. I won't regret any time I spent with them, even if I have to turn down my friend's offer.

I always try to please them with everything I can. It's actually a thing I've just realized. When last semester I didn't get very good scores, I couldn't stop thinking about disappointing them. I feel guilty. It's just I don't like disappointing them.

I know, I haven't been a good daughter. I mean, sometimes I said something horrible to them. But that's just a sudden anger, I can't control myself. As soon as I calm down, I really really regret that.

Today, I refused coming with them and the others to Bogor for a holiday. I know that my father really wanted me to go because it's been a long time since we went together. Our family is growing, we are busy with our own activities. My brother sometimes busy with his work, my big sister's now concentrating on her work in the clinic, my other sister's preparing for her final examination, and I'm too much busy with this "subsi" thing. Today, is a national holiday. Everyone has a day off. So it's time to gather around. But, I can't. I have something to do.

Even though I have friends, but sometimes I feel so wrong with them. They're just friends. They don't know the right thing and the best thing for me. But with my parents, I trust them. They know the best thing for me. They care about me, which friends sometimes don't.

I really miss us. And I don't wanna to lose you...

A Ten-Day Holiday

Hey guys, I'm in holiday right now cause my seniors are having their final examination.
There are lots of things I want to tell you. Lots of..

1. CONGRATULATIONS to my extraordinary, king of "GALAUNESS", AFANDI CHARLES, who will represent Indonesia in International Biology Olympiad this year!!!! I am really happy for you. It is a shocking yet a very good news at all. I feel so proud of him. It's really amazing, you know, being his friend. We talk, we chat, we even laugh together. But I didn't know that I actually talk to someone who will participate in this prestigious competition, IBO. Well, here's him..





For other IBO 2011 participants, watch out for this guy. Cause insya Allah he's gonna bring the gold home. :)

2. I've just finished watching Roswell. All in one week! crazy isn't it? well, I could hardly believe it myself. But, I did watched it in one week. I slept late night to finish it.
The story is quite interesting. It'a about aliens who were sent to earth, in Roswell, precisely. They fight against their enemies, the other aliens, also against humans who hunts and wants to study them. But not every humans are their enemies. only the FBI. They have human family and human lover.
What I don't like from Roswell is when Max give up his baby. For me, he is really irresponsible. Even though it's dangerous to have his baby around him, but there is no option to throw the baby away to another family. Doesn't he ever think what his son will feel when he grows up later? Beside, if he wants to throw away the baby, he shouldn't have slept with Tess. That's just so selfish.

3. I intend to participate in a medical competition for high school students. There are two different medical competitions held by two different universities. They are NOMS from Gajah Mada University, Jogja and AMSA from University of Indonesia. The first selection of NOMS will be held this Saturday, April 23rd (If I'm not mistaken). It's not likely that I will join this competition, because I haven't registered myself till now. I'm just so running out of time. For AMSA, I don't know. But my friend said the selection will be around May.


That's all for now... :)

This Is How The Education Goes in My Country

I feel it, as a student in my country. The quality of our education is very low. At school, we (high school students) start our class from 06.30 AM in the morning (sharp) till 15.15 PM in the afternoon. Crazy, isn't it?

Perhaps, people think that studying NINE HOURS a day can make them smart, but the fact is quite the opposite. In my opinion, it's because our nine-hour study only teaches us little. Well, I can say that the students and teachers here are "scores-orientated".

Why can I say that?

Because, no one is truly dedicated for studying or teaching.

Some teachers are ignorant. They're too lazy to teach or answer the student's questions. They make excuses, like "I'm too tired, I've explained it. Just find your own way to understand it!". Some teachers still use traditional teaching method. They talk, the students listen. We don't discuss. Some teachers let the class noisy.
But for me personally, the main problem that teachers of my country have is their passion of being a teacher. A passion that a teacher should have and always keep in mind! That is, to make the students UNDERSTAND what they didn't.

In the other side, the students are also careless of their own education. Some students are noisy in class, they don't listen to what the teachers explain. Most of the students in my country don't study again at home after school. Even though at school they don't actually study seriously. So the lessons they don't understand are accumulating.

When the examination is coming up, they start to study ONE day before the exam. They collect problem sets that has a high probability of showing up on the exams. Even sometimes, the teachers deliberately give the students the problem sets which actually IS the Exam questions. (In short, the teachers teach the student to have good scores without studying hard. Because if the students got bad scores on their lecture, they'll be blamed).

Ironically, even after the students have had those exam questions, some of the them still cheat on the test. I can swear that 90% of all students in my country cheat on their test. Every school, even the GREATEST or PRESTIGIOUS school can't keep their school clean from cheaters. That's what make me feel so sad.


So readers, it all comes back to our "life orientation". If you only want money, you want "fake" happiness, keep on going the things that I said! But, If you want to make yourself SATISFY of your own hard work and feel the real happiness, do all these things full-heartedly. And change your own direction, that YOU want a USEFUL knowledge not only GOOD SCORES.

WEll, that's all.. I don't expect everyone to agree with me. I'm just trying to open everyone's hearts. And right now I'm really really upset. But actually, I'm getting used to this feeling. I appreciate your comments. :)

My Calling

Hey readers, I'm having holiday. Started last Wednesday and about to end soon, that is next Thursday. Means that I only have 2 days left and the fact is that I haven't done anything, yet.

I wonder why everytime I'm on holiday, I turn into a garbage? useless person? All I do is watch, or being lazy on bed, or sing along. and I hate that. but everytime I want to do something good, all I think is "I'll do it later".

Forget about that, I'm gonna tell you how my holiday was on the past 3 days. So, I watched "Tru Calling". A series that I used to watched when I was 10, but didn't fully understand and also didn't have a chance to watch it, entirely. It is a great TV shows actually. One of my bests. I can say it beats ER on my favourite list. But, one thing that I extremely hate from Tru calling is that it didn't end properly. It left me hanging with the unsolved problems. The fact that Tru hadn't known that Jack and Carrie worked with her father makes life seems unfair. The bad always won, and the good always lose. The truth had never been revealed but Tru deserved it! so do we, who watch it! damn it. I felt like disappointed right now. and I think maybe I shouldn't have watched it. I wish they continued filming it. :((

Well readers, I kinda make Tru someone I look up to. She's smart, kind, and caring. if Tru had her calling to save someone's life, then probably mine is to safe my own future. thanks to Tru, she'd made me learn a valuable lesson.
that's all for now

My Forgotten Birthday :)

Well,, I must admit that I don't celebrate Birthdays...

But just some minutes ago I suddenly wanted to look at my facebook profile. I scrolled down and down until I reach a page which contains birthday wishes for me.

My birthday is on 17th of December and it was long ago. But I just had a chance to read them all today,that is 4 months after my birthday! You know why? The day I turned into 16, I got my report book. And it was disappointing. I cried all day, I didn't even think about my birthday in short, I was too busy crying. yep, who knows that your birthday could turn out into your worst day ever?

Anyway, now I have read them all. I haven't even said "thank you" hahha (besides, I don't celebrate birthday). I laughed and I really touched that my friends, my old friends, they remembered and sent me birthday wishes! I thought I was no one, someone unimportant. But then I saw many of my friends -whom I didn't even get along each other- congratulated me.. I'm touched :")


Thanks everyone.. Barakallahufik...

Scores Degradation

I studied all night long but why didn't I get good scores? hiks hiks
I think I could do all the exercises that my teacher gave me, but in the end, my test score still bad.
I paid all my attentions to the teacher in the class, I did all the homeworks, I studied till late night, but those things didn't seem to help me answering the questions. And the result was just bad as usual.

I'm sadddd... I had tried so hard, the other student didn't even do all the homeworks, they didn't even pay attention to the teachers, but they could get good scores. Does it have something to do with my brain? or Are they just too genius? AAaaa I can't get it.

But one thing I always believe, Allah is fair.

I Realized ...

Hey readerrrss
long time no post, sorry for the long absence.
This time's topic is "I realized...."
yeah, many things happened in the last 1 month.
All in a month, 3 of my friends died.. :( and all of them died because of sick. Tragically, 2 of them had cancer and tumour. Now I begin to realize "more" that I also could die unpredictably.

I realized that life is sooo short and it is not eternal. Somehow, there will be an 'afterlife' world, something in Islam we call "akhirat", which is eternal. A place where you can feel the worst Pain ever or the best Pleasure ever. It's depend on what you do when you live.

Ironically, looking back to what I've been doing for 15 years.. I don't think I've been a good girl. I want to change, but why is it so difficult? I can't watch over my mouth. Sometimes I hurt people with it or with my attitude.

After I look at this blog, I also realized that this blog is mostly garbage -___-. I'm sorry.... I really wanna be useful. And why am I being so gushy lately?? It's embarrassing, indeed.

well, I hope this post could inspire you, :")

January, 3rd 2011

Hey readers, today I'm going back to school.

I nearly late again this morning -as I always do..-
we had a flag ceremony and this time it went well -unlike It usually does..-

Even though it's the first day of school, we had a full-day lessons. yup, that's my school. If it's not like that,well... that's not my school.
But to my surprise, I am interested in studying all the lessons. Especially when I saw my chemistry book that we are actually going to learn about "buffer" and "acid-base". It's kinda have a tight relationship with biology. Beside, class seemed to me more "friendly".

I hope this is a good start. I always hope for the best. :)