i'm so glad i can start blogging again. as usual, i got no idea how much this blog will last. i even dumped my previous class blog, the longest-lasting blog i ever made. i have tried to update this blog as much as possible, and now i could start babble around about those things made me unable (*or forgot :P) to update my blog...
before that, i wanna say Ramadhan Mubarak to all muslims in this world. may this sacred month bring us joy and peaceful for our life and afterlife. don't forget to pray more and do fasting a month full! i hope we can get through this Ramadhan successfully, amin.
okaayy... the first thing i wanna share right here is how hard being a 9th grade if you usually lived on a very relaxing class in 8th grade. i got too many homeworks, i think. and exams are held even though we're getting into new semester just now. guess what, we have social science paperworks that HAVE to be done tomorrow, in fact tomorrow we have math & social science exam. uhm, maybe some countries do same thing in their curriculum but this is just ridiculous. we have to be able to play flute for the art lesson, and no other instruments are allowed. why not choosing the easier ones? like guitar, maybe. or drums? okay, so not gonna happen but at least it is nicer than flute. if i can suggest something to that freaking teacher ima tell her to ask the students about instrument they like, and give task to make a band :)
the nice thing about being a 9th grader like now is we got some juniors to be bullied >:) JK, of course! i couldn't even dare to tell the teacher that his tie doesn't match his shoe... back to topic! so that nice thing is uhh... hard to find one. so let's just talk about the 'so-not-nice' things on becoming a 9th-grader here!
- more studying responsible to prepare the graduation exam
- the class are shuffled so i got separated from my best friend
- less non-academic activities are allowed
and point no. 3 is what i hate so much. we're not allowed to play basketball and soccer in lunchbreak anymore, we cannot hang out as much as we did, and stuffs.
so hard to achieve the dream...
talking about the dream, i still don't know what i want to be. sometimes i'm thinking to be a journalist, and then artist, then TV crew, or even just an ordinary employee. i told my friends and siblings about this and their respond is most likely 'it's good to have such natural ambition but if you don't know yet just let it flow... you'll know it someday'. whew, i think they are right.
last thing i wanna post here is a promotion for Mike Shinoda's art exhibition. i've mentioned before that i like Mike Shinoda, haven't i? :)
my thought is that i've been provocated by Mike. quoting on his blog posting: "Hey...I bet you're too scared to help me promote the Glorious Excess (Dies) show by putting these buttons up on your page... chicken"
i'm not a chicken, mr. shinoda. i'm a monkey Xp. ye happy now? because i have promoted your art exhibition in fact i am DYING to see it.
i'm getting sleepy now... didn't get a nice sleep last night. and i should wake up for sahur. oh well, i guess i'll just end it right here for now. i'll update this blog as soon as possible! thanks for reading!
quote of the day: "why bother buying a barbell if you can train your muscle nicely through the art of dish-washing?"
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