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Category: what’s inside my head

  • Say No to Abstention

    One of my students wore this campaign jacket to school

    I rarely talk/write about politics, merely because I agree with those citizens who say that politicians are untrustworthy. But when it comes to voting, be it to choose the president, governor, or mayor, I always participate. West Java is going to vote for its governor on Sunday. There are five couples of candidate (governor and vice-governor), with our current governor and vice-governor both run as governor candidates with their own new partners. I’ve read some of my friends’ tweets that they are not going to vote. I, however, don’t recommend abstention. We should use our rights to vote as wise as possible for the better future of West Java. Even one vote counts and can make difference. Please use your voting rights, untuk Jabar yang lebih baik 🙂

  • Why do I wear braces and contacts?

    So, this is me:

     I wear contacts because my eyesight is that bad, and wearing glasses is sometimes incovenient:

    And I wear braces because my teeth were that messed up:

    See? If you don’t know the real sitch, might as well not judge 🙂

  • Well hello there, 2013!

    2012 was quite a roller coaster ride for me personally. The apocalypse might have been canceled (LOL yeah…) but, as Diana once said, the world really ended at 2012 for me. I hit my low in the middle of May, got back on my feet again in June, only to hit a new low in September. Things changed at that moment, and I’m not sure if I will ever be whole again.

    One of the things that changed in September is how I see the noun ‘life’. I’ve become even more pessimistic than I had ever been all my life. So, I don’t expect anything in 2013 other than to start (and finish) my final paper and get my bachelor degree in December.

    Anyhow, I spent the new year’s eve with my amazing boyfriend (did I just use the word ‘amazing’ to describe him?) and four friends. We cooked spaghetti and then went to Pasupati highway in the middle of the night to see the firework party. At 2am we came back to Arif’s place and watch Shutter, but didn’t finish it because we passed out one by one.

    It was a one night well spent 🙂

    Happy new year from the boy and me!

  • At the Parking Lot

    Have you ever remembered someone all of a sudden and how he treated you wrong, and then you looked around and found that there is someone else in front of you now who treats you so much better than him? I know I shouldn’t have compared them, as it’s unfair for both of them, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t help but think how lucky I am now to have this person by my side. Perhaps I’ve finally found someone worth fighting for.

    (And there you were, at the parking lot, folding the raincoat for me.)

  • “Guru adalah pahlawan tanpa tanda jasa.”

    The title is a famous saying in my country. I don’t know if there’s an English version of the saying, but it literally means “Teachers are heroes without medals.” You know, since they have a very noble and honourable job, teaching (and raising) young generations and future leaders.

    And I may or may not become one.

    Growing up, I had always wanted to be a teacher. When I was a kid, I used to play with my friends where they played students and I got to play the teacher. It was fun. And I also have some relatives who are teachers, so teaching has been a part of my life so far. When I was a senior in high school, I knew that I wanted to go major in English education. It was simply because 1) I wanted to be a teacher; and 2) I loved English.

    My dad was a little bit (just a tiny bit) against my idea. He thought that I shouldn’t have taken English as my major; English was supposed to be a complementary, not the primary thing to study. But he let me choose it anyway.

    And here I am now, almost at the end of my seventh semester in English Education Department. Do I still want to be a teacher? I doubt so. Why, you may ask? Because I partially don’t feel the passion anymore. When I’m sitting in front of my laptop like this, writing and reading stuffs on the internet, being a teacher is not what I want anymore. I want to be something else, just not teacher.

    However, I really enjoyed teaching in fifth grade a few weeks ago. I even thought of going back to the school to teach for several more meetings.

    I’ve still yet to figure out what I want to be after graduating university and getting my sarjana pendidikan degree. But as for now, I know I have to be a teacher. At least for the student teaching program; one full semester starting on February.

    Oh and by the way, did I tell you that I’m going to student-teach in SMAN 3 Bandung? It’s currently number one high school in Bandung. Boy am I so afraid to start this program.