hello there. i'm back again after 83413805108481 days not posting on this blog. i know it will affect nothing in your life. mwahaha.

i think i've been too busy thinking about unimportant things, making zero plannings, and eating too much O.o

and now, i know i have to be BETTER. i think i should make a list of things i have to do.

i need a pencil and a small note now. see you :)

If you read my latest posts, you'll probably say, "oh I get bored, she's just telling about her new life with homesickness and bla bla blahhh". LOL it doesn't matter. You're right if you say so. I don't even know what should I write here, unless telling a part of my "new life".

Now, I'm kinda loosing most of my spirits. I want to get it awake again, though. But I'm too lazy. Lots of things are driving me crazy.

That's it. I know this post is lame and not important to read. Bubye =)

One of things I've been waiting is my colleging uniform...

Let me bring you a bit about my college. I've been here for almost two months and there have been so many things I might draw on my unforgettable notes.

I'm going to Academy of Meteorology and Geophysiscs located in Tangerang, Indonesia. It is semi-military based college which provides development cadre of meteorology and geophysics. It is also government affiliated college. There are four consentrations: meteorology, climatology, geophysiscs and instrumentation. I take meteorology as my choice.

Male collegians are stated as taruna, while females are taruni.

After orientation days, all new collegians had to wait until we're inaugurated, it is about a month, where we really had to face looooots of things, mentally and physically. I can't forget it for sure, it's gonna be a nice part of my autobiograph in the future. :)

Then, we can wear the uniform after getting inaugurated. By the way, the uniform the collegians wear to study is called as PDH.

Well.. Time has run and last Wednesday was the "day".

And . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Alhamdulillahirobbilaalamiin..

On November 15 2011, all new collegians were successfully inaugurated. And some of my seniors were proudly graduated.

Finally I can wear the uniform after a long way to go.
But it is the beginning.. to work harder.. to reach my dream..

Here is a pic of me, my friends and my seniors. We come from same region, West Borneo :)

--- Unfortunately we missed some ppl on this pic x( ---

one more..

and I was with my contingent friends on this pic :)

(one of funniest pics I've ever seen. LOL!)

and...

my new classmates :)

Meteorology 1B '11

I’m in love with my old memories..

Old? It isn’t really old. But I’m thinking that those memories have been so old cuz I’m running my days just like running 50 hours in a day now, here. It may be because I’m facing a lot of tiring things. I’m going to a semi-military based college where I have to face a lot of semi-military styles; either physically or mentally, and I have to really study about meteorology and its friends. I’m really taught about science and what life really means here. And I know, it is not easy. It’s hard when you have to encounter something which is actually unusual in your life before although it is much better to live it. Yeah, that is one’s character as a human being, only the brave people can defeat it.

For several times, I have been missing my days before I got here, where everything was just like running easily. Now, I have to really work hard, really work hard to reach something, everything.. I really need a lot of sacrifices from me, my self, and I. Rememberring a saying, “brave people are born from brave sacrifices”. I want to be a brave person, who will be able to be someone who aspires and affects many people to the goodness..

I have to remind my self..

You are not weak. You are not weak. You are not weak...

SEMI-COLON and SNAKE'S SKIN

My early group presentations at campus are started with embarassing things. LOL I wanna laugh my self and say, "Oh dear, you're foolish!"

Firstly, I had a group presentation about regulations in voluntary ship observations. We had twenty slides and my friend brought it funny. Questioning-Answering section was ended with a question from my friend saying this:

"What is semi-colon really? I see 'semi-colon' word on your slide. Please give me the answer.."

Oh God, no one of us knew what semi-colon is. We got a terrible confusing thing! Finally, we answered it scientifically and it was finished. But... what made us foolish was that the lecturer smiled and said "semi-colon is 'titik-koma'"

Damn we couldn't catch it although it's clearly typed on the source file like this:

"....... semi-colon (;) ......."

Yeah it was the first. And the second embarassing thing just happened about an hour ago.

I had a group presentation for Islamic Studies material. My friends and I explained about plants, animals, human-being, heaven and hell. On the questioning-answering section, many of my friends rose their hands. One of my friends asked about jewerly from animal's skin. And with my foolish face, I said some words like this: "..... it's oke as long as it is doesn't hurt the animals, such as a bag or belt made from snake's skin, that you don't need to kill it instead of getting the exfoliated skin"

And the rebuttals came everywhere "exfoliated snake's skin can't be used. LOL"

Damn oh damn I was flying on my imagination and found my self foolish.

one more unimportant story of me x)

break time yesterday..

Talking about break time really makes me miss my school. I've got a lot of stories there. But now, I'm gonna tell you what happened in my new class yesterday. As usual, we had a break time for about an hour. It's truly precious, it's just an hour, though. My college is semi-military based where a lot of regulations must be obeyed or you'll be punished if you don't. We've got lots of things and stories since we put our foot-step for the first time about a month ago. and those stories we've got are probably different with those other collegians have.

well, yesterday, in the break time, after praying and having lunch, most of my classmates got gathered to have any joys or some other things to do. Some boys were talking about funny things that I didn't really know what it was. Some others consults the materials with some friends. And what made me really enchanted is, I dropped my tears when I heard some girls singing in my class. they were singing some songs about love for our parents. I couldn't force my self to not drop my tears, really, and even a guy in my class couldn't either. I'm living far from my house now. And I have to really realize that, I should be stronger..

Is It?

Is it what I expected? Is it what I ever dreamt? Yes, It really is.

I always wanted to be here, like where I’m living now. My new life.. what? New life? Yes, It is. I’m saying  it’s a new life, cuz everything is different, different from my previous life.

For sure, I’d been hoping to be here. And I have my own reasons for that. But, I know, every success is always started by sacrifices.

Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh, sometimes I’m stressed, sometimes I’m happy.

Living far from your home isn’t easy. You’ll always miss your Mom, yor Dad, your annoying sisters, your GrandMa, your GrandFa. That’s what I’m feeling. Sometimes I could just drop my tears rememberring them, rememberring the roads, plants, lights, and houses around my home.

When you re-remember those old school memories, you’ll suddenly miss your best friends there, wherever they are now. That’s what I’m feeling. I really want to tell lots of unimportant stories to them (again). You’ll miss your teachers too, and of course everything there.

Now, I’m living my new life. With new people, new environment, new situations, new views, new seniors, new lecturers, new city buildings, new refreshments, new thoughts, and perhaps new personalities (supposed to be the better).

I said to God, if I could ask something, I would want to rewind the time for about years ago, and get it stopped, that I could really enjoy loooots of things there.

That’s because I haven’t been used to live with everything new here.

I hope everything will just get me and my beloved people to be better. Amin.

Pencil and Eraser were talking..

PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry..

ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

PENCIL: I'm sorry, cuz you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.

ERASER: That's true. But i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

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One of my friends sent me a message containing this. I WAS MELTING :)

How a wonderful sacrifice from an eraser..