“Guru adalah pahlawan tanpa tanda jasa.”

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    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.

    3 December 2012

    Oh December!

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    For us seniors, this December is the last month to sit in class and (pretend to) listen to the teachers and lecturers. This is the last month to be overwhelmed by the (seemingly) never ending homeworks and assignments. Next month, we’re all going to have our very last exams as college students. After that, we’ll have a drama performance and then we should say goodbye to campus life and focus on the student teaching program. The program will last for a semester, and then we should start focusing on our final paper.

    The end is near; it’s actually getting closer and closer each day.

    2 December 2012

    Hi! Miss Molly here! (And I got tons of pictures of me.)

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    Silly Darla took a blurry picture of me

    Hello… I’m Miss Molly, Darla’s new cat. She loves me so much that she allows me to write a blog post on invade her blog. So, let me introduce myself:

    My name is Molly. Duh. But I prefer being called Miss Molly. Thank you.

    I’m only 4 months old, but I’m already fabulous. I even have black spots on the right side and left side of my nose which look like a moustache. Add a monocle, and I look like this guy.

    My hobby is disturbing Darla whenever she has a lot to do on her laptop. My favourite way to disturb her is by minding my own business on top of her laptop’s keyboard, like…

    …doing yoga pose

    …or just chillin’.

    But Darla is quite clever. I once fell into her trick:

    The Other Keyboard Trick

    So I tried to find out another way to disturb her, that is by…

    …staring at her from top of the television.

    But staring is boring, ya know. I ended up falling asleep. Silly me!

    No. I didn’t give up just yet, humans. I found another way to disturb her. I decided to…

    …sit on Darla’s lap.

    Nope. Didn’t work either. You must have guessed that…

    …I fell asleep. Once again. And now with this ‘heil Hitler’ pose.

    Ugh. I’m such a failure! But I managed to beat her once, when I finally got that chair on her work station. Yay, me!

    So, once again, I’m fabulous. And because you’ve been sticking with me through this post, I’m going to give you a sexy picture of me:

    29 November 2012

    Once at a red light.

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    I have been riding my motorcycle everywhere since June 2010. I have also been ranting and rambling and complaining about this city’s traffic on Twitter since June 2010. Bandung is a beautiful city but the traffic is seriously annoying. I have met a lot of ignorant people who don’t give a damn about their lives, let alone other people’s, by recklessly driving. I do believe that my ability to curse has been increasing for the past two years. Seriously.

    However, last Sunday morning, I met an extraordinary man who successfully made me smile all my way to Arif’s place.

    That Sunday, I had a meeting appointment with some people in Arif’s place. I went there by riding my motorcycle as usual. I was at a red light in Sukajadi, when a man riding his motorcycle with (seemingly) his wife stopped beside me. He looked at me and noticed that I was bringing an extra helmet. He then mocked me “Why do you have two helmets with you? I bet you told your mother that you were meeting a friend, when it really is a guy you are going to see.” And then he laughed. I looked at him, rather surprised since no stranger had ever talked to me at red lights; though I laughed anyway. But the light turned green right then and we had to drive off.

    It was just a simple joke that you might find not funny at all, but it really made my day. I had always thought of the traffic as the ugliest side of the society, but this man had given me back a little hope for mankind.

    26 November 2012