It's the journey, not the destination-
What? Kalimat seperti itu tampaknya sudah terkenal bukan? "Yang terpenting adalah proses, bukan hasil." kira-kira begitulah terjemahan bebas petikan di atas. Memang sesat, tetapi konsepnya sama:
Persiapan ---> Perjalanan ---> Destinasi. Perjalanan lebih diutamakan dibanding destinasi, karena lebih banyak yang bisa diambil pelajaran dalam perjalanannya. Dan itulah hidup. Bila anda mementingkan destinasi dibandingkan perjalanan, untuk apa anda hidup? Toh bakal mati juga. *provokasi, mohon maaf bila tersinggung*
Dalam praktek kehidupan sehari-hari, tentu ada saja yang kita petik hikmahnya secara sadar maupun tidak. Contoh ekstrim adalah misalnya kita tidur seharian pada suatu hari libur. Apa pelajaran yang bisa diambil? Bahwa tidur seharian itu membosankan -___-' *pengalaman pribadi* dan kita melewatkan satu hari yang cerah yang bisa kita gunakan secara produktif *bukan berarti bekerja*. Saya pribadi di hari libur memang tidak melakukan apa pun yang biasa saya lakukan di hari biasa seperti buat PR ataupun belajar *bo~ring*. Waktu libur bisa kita manfaatkan untuk menambah life skill atau keterampilan non-akademik, misalnya memasak/membuat kue, berlatih bermusik, berolahraga, membuat novel/komik, dan sebagainya. Lebih bagus lagi bila ada yang bisa diajak bekerja sama!
Kok jadi ngelantur..
Bagaimana tentang kutipan "Yang terpenting adalah proses, bukan hasil."?
Yup. Untuk mendapatkan hasil yang bagus, diperlukan juga proses yang memadai. Di akhir bulan Ramadhan yang suci ini, selain telah meningkatkan ibadah anda, apa pelajaran yang anda bisa dapatkan? Apa pengalaman anda selama sebulan yang penuh berkah ini?
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Medaniterrania
Medan oh medan...
Setelah 8 bulan pelatihan, akhirnya tiba juga saatnya bagi saya untuk pulang ke rumah tercinta. :) Namun, sebagai syarat akhir tiket pulang, saya harus mengikuti Olimpiade Sains Nasional IX di Medan dengan kontingen daerah Kalimantan Timur mulai tanggal 1-7 Agustus 2010. Bagian ini memang paling bikin malas --'' terutama karena saya super duper pesimis. Apalagi prosedur administrasi dan formalitasnya seperti upacara pembukaan dan penutupannya. Kenapa nggak menganut motto Julius Caesar yang Veni, Vidi, Vici [terjemahan bebas: Datang, Kerjakan, Pulang] itu sih? Anyway, selama hampir seminggu menginap di ibukota Sumatera Utara itu, saya mendapatkan pengalaman dan hal-hal yang sangat menarik di sana.
Let me show you some things about Medan:
Setelah 8 bulan pelatihan, akhirnya tiba juga saatnya bagi saya untuk pulang ke rumah tercinta. :) Namun, sebagai syarat akhir tiket pulang, saya harus mengikuti Olimpiade Sains Nasional IX di Medan dengan kontingen daerah Kalimantan Timur mulai tanggal 1-7 Agustus 2010. Bagian ini memang paling bikin malas --'' terutama karena saya super duper pesimis. Apalagi prosedur administrasi dan formalitasnya seperti upacara pembukaan dan penutupannya. Kenapa nggak menganut motto Julius Caesar yang Veni, Vidi, Vici [terjemahan bebas: Datang, Kerjakan, Pulang] itu sih? Anyway, selama hampir seminggu menginap di ibukota Sumatera Utara itu, saya mendapatkan pengalaman dan hal-hal yang sangat menarik di sana.
Let me show you some things about Medan:
- Terminal kedatangan bandara Polonia : baggage claim-nya sangat sangat tidak nyaman. Turun dari pesawat dengan tangga, kami harus berjalan menuju gedung bandara. Sesampainya di sana, disambutlah kami dengan pemandangan jejeran penumpang yang daerah kedatangannya tercampur-campur mengerubuti conveyor belt bagasi yang kecil dan sedikit. Belum lagi gerombolan manusia yang dengan susah payah mencari-cari barang bawaannya di antara koper-koper yang ditumpuk di pojokan terminal kedatangan, tepat di samping conveyor belt. Lagipula, kami tidak bisa tahu barang bawaan dari daerah kami ada di mana - apakah di tumpukan koper-koper itu atau di conveyor belt yang saat itu belum berjalan. Maka kami berdesakan dengan orang-orang yang juga kerepotan akan ketidaknyamanan pengambilan bagasi ini.
- Kota Multietnis / Mixing Pot : Unik, Medan adalah kota yang terdiri dari bermacam-macam suku yang menghuninya juga berbagai jenis budaya yang menghiasinya.Yang terlihat menonjol di daerah sana adalah suku Cina dan Melayu. Jarang saya temui masyarakat Jawa yang menetap di Medan. Pertama kami tiba di Medan, setelah keluar dari Bandara Polonia, bus yang kami tumpangi melewati jalan-jalan cukup sempit yang kata pemandunya berjuluk 'Jalan Cina' karena jalan tersebut didominasi oleh kebanyakan Ruko pedagang-pedagang suku Cina. Kami juga sempat melewati Rumah Tjong A Fie yang katanya adalah pedagang Cina 'legendaris' pertama yang datang ke Medan.
- Becak Motor : Becak versi Medan berbeda dengan becak yang kebanyakan berada di Pulau Jawa. Becak di Medan dioperasikan dengan motor yang dipasang di bagian kanan kursi penumpangnya yang berkapasitas 3 orang. Kami-kami yang pendatang ini biasanya menyebutnya 'bentor' (becak motor, entah darimana huruf 'n'-nya --') tetapi orang-orang asli Medan tetap menyebutnya becak. Bahkan supir-supir 'bentor' yang biasa standby di depan hotel kami sering menawarkan jasa, "becak, bang?" sambil membuat gestur orang mengendarai motor. Apa, coba?
- Pengemis? : Pernah saya baca di sebuah majalah di sana, tentang kedatangan seorang wartawan dari daerah lain yang dipandu seorang wartawan asal Medan. Menurut artikel, dia sempat dicegat di depan tenda acara pembukaan OSN oleh seorang pengemis yang kemudian meminta uang sekitar 8000 rupiah. Lalu si wartawan luar itu menjawab bahwa dia hanya memiliki 6000, dan lantas memberikannya kepada si pengemis. Wartawan Medan tertawa terbahak-bahak sembari menyahut, "Ini Medan, Bung! Orang minta-minta boleh menentukan jumlah uang yang diminta!" Hah? Saya sendiri juga heran. Kok bisa? Yah, soal benar tidaknya, saya tidak berani menjamin...
- Oleh-Oleh Legendaris : Sepulang jalan-jalan, yang biasa diberikan kepada sanak famili di rumah tentu makanan khas. Nah, Medan punya andalannya. Yang saya kenal baik (makanan apa orang?) ya Bika Ambon, Lapis Legit dan Bolu. Entah bolu apa, yang sering saya makan adalah Bika Ambon. Kenapa kok dinamakan Bika Ambon, bukan Bika Medan? Ah, konon dulu makanan 'Bika' yang terkenal enak dan digemari adalah 'Bika' yang dijual di Jalan Ambon yang memang ada di Medan. Makanya disebut Bika Ambon...
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Spoiled Brat = Less Happy Endings
--> "It's amazing how one story can lead to a different perspective... either literally or not."
And I started to change my perspective since a minute this day began. Tapi sebelum aku berceloteh, I wanna say Happy Birthday to Jakarta!! :) I'm hoping for more live concerts and less pollution... I wish Linkin Park would like to come once again!!!
Yah yah yah... ngelantur deh. Gini nih kalau semalam tidur jam 1 dan bangun jam setengah 4 pagi untuk travel ke Yogya dan mengetik archive blog jam 12 malam berikutnya. I had quite a day today and would like to share you all my story. I think I'd put up some pictures I took, too. Because one picture tells thousand stories, right? :) and I think I might as well give random writings for each things occurred in the trip.
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So here's how the trip had gone:
I went to Yogya this morning at 4 from dorm with my mother. We took a cab to get to the airport. At this state I fell asleep in the taxi and therefore could not take any pictures or know anything happened at the time. -__-''
As soon as we got to the airport, the clock stroke 4. We both quickly checked in and left the luggage to the crews. We found the airport was unexpectedly in a total crowd at the time THAT early. We met some TransTV reporter crews I wanted to say hello to but I didn't get to. We spotted a group of kids in uniform, looked like they were going far. They remind me so much of my last study tour with the Inter-classmates. Nice memories :)
*Sumber foto : Nyomot album Friendster jadul anak2 SBI. sori ya pilih yang gak ada anak ceweknya. Soalnya foto ini yang paling keliatan seni 'group travel'-nya. With backpacks, uniforms and luggages.Ah, after we checked in, we walked upstairs by escalator. My mother asked me if I wanted to get into a lounge, since the plane would depart in one and half hour, so we didn't have to wait in the waiting room covered in boredom. I agreed. I had never got into a lounge anyway. Shortly, we went inside and had our breakfast there. [Random Writing Ahead] a list of feast a JW Exclusive Lounge provided (as far as I noticed):
Nasi Kuning
Bubur Ayam
Roti Tawar
Nhuh, that was all the meal, I think. There was actually a Rotiboy outlet outside the lounge, but it was still closed. But as for the beverage, they got a Nescafe Coffee Brewer!! World Heavens! Here's a list of the brewer buttons:
Nescafe Black
Nescafe Black Coffee with Sugar
Nescafe Brown
Nescafe Cappuccino
Okay, tidak penting hingga saat ini... tapi selain kopi, ada juga air putih, teh, soft drinks, dan minuman dingin kotak. So don't you think I was too over-freaking on coffee and couldn't notice anything else. ;) Another good thing I noticed was: there was an internet corner!!! Hell yeah!! I went there and tried to post something on blog but later I realized that there was no way I would connect my camera's memory card with a public computer. Plus, I got stuck on finding an idea of what to write. So I just browsed last.fm and billboard.com instead, that was something that got me to stay up tonight and download tons of songs I had browsed there. What I browsed was about:
All Time Low
The Temper Trap
Stone Temple Pilots
Daft Punk
Drowning Pool
Radiohead
Slipknot
Cage The Elephant
Allrighty, I was too busy focusing on the monitor that I just realized it was time for my mom and I to get into the airplane. Luckily we got into the plane on time and made no problems afterwards.
As you got into an airplane, you can ensure yourself that you're already secure. That's what I always do. And as I sat on the plane seat, that means boredom. Ah, but at the moment I was totally sleepy. So I tried to sleep.... and succeed, but the unconsciousness only lasted for half an hour or so. I saw quite the view as soon as I woke up. I worked to capture nice shots, but I didn't think my digital camera could really show the critical details I wanted to have picture memories of. So this was nowhere near my expectation. Nowhere close to the nature beauty I actually admired:
And at the state when the airplane landed:
Slowly, the plane went down and down until it stopped. Then... voila! Welcome to Yogyakarta!!Yogya was a rather nice city with pleasant atmosphere, but alas, the traffic was apparently sooo crowded!! Well, not as crowded as Jakarta, but considering the circumstance of the street and number of people lived there, there was too much motorcycle roamed through the boulevard. Besides all the crowd, I guess everything was OK.
Shortly, what made us traveled to Yogya was for me to register into one of the best high school here. Thus, that was what we do. We took care of the education enlistment problems from 9 until 13. Afterwards? My mom and I hung out in a certain plaza in Yogya. We coincidentally arrived on a day an anime event for preschoolers was held, but it hadn't started yet.
We bought a pair of shoes for my brother. I myself got two football T-Shirts. :) The shopping thing took less than 2 hours (well, that's fast :P) then we lounged at Cafe Excelso, because we couldn't find Starbucks there.
Ah, you see, my enlistment problems didn't finish at 13 as soon as the consultation ended. I still had trouble to decide the best choice.
My biggest problem was: if I study at Yogya, I wouldn't be able to continue my physics training I've been wanting to end for so long. However, I felt it was kinda pity to let go the rare chance of physics training, and everyone was supporting the training I'm doing right now as it could give me nice 'passport' to let me choose any major I want to, when I finished the training. I had to decide:
1. sekolah di Yogya tapi bukan Tofina
2. Tofina tapi gak sekolah di Yogya
Options were only two but deciding one was hard for a spoiled brat like me. So I discussed the thing over cups of coffee at the cafe with my mom. I remembered that I already felt kinda into option 2, but the crazy-leveled difficulty of the technical problems I had was too much for me. I told her about my problems with the offensive critics from a tutor. I expressed the technical problems I had with analogies she could understand. One thing I didn't consult with her was that I was in love with Steve. :$ I'd be dead by the second I confessed about it. As we chatted the heavily-leveled conversation, the children event started. Well we did get distracted:
Anywaaayy... the discussion led me to choose option 2, at least. Apparently I just needed someone to talk about my problems, which is what I never had in the dorm. Mom was a very good listener (well in fact she is a mother). So we decide not to study in Yogya. At least I got two days off from training. yea, I'm sneaky :P muahhahahahah.
Hell yeah, after all the merciless (??) conversation, we went to my cousin's house and spent a night there. While my mom was sleeping, I quietly wrote this archive AND download tons of songs I had researched at the lounge before. Apparently the internet connection here was so satisfying!! :)) Here's a list of the songs:
All Time Low - Hello Brooklyn
All Time Low - Sick Little Games
All Time Low - Walls
Avenged Sevenfold - To End The Rapture
Blink 182 - What's My Age Again
Bullet For My Valentine - All These Things I Hate
Dead By Sunrise - Walking In Circles
Dirty Heads feat Rome - Lay Me Down
Finger Eleven - Paralyzed
Incubus - Anna Molly
KoRn - Blind
My Chemical Romance - Give 'Em Hell, Kid
My Chemical Romance - I Never Told You What I Do For A Living
My Chemical Romance - It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Deathwish
My Chemical Romance - You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us In Prison
The Offspring - You're Gonna Go Far, Kid
Papa Roach - Change or Die
Papa Roach - Had Enough
Papa Roach - Live This Down
Radiohead - Creep
The Smashing Pumpkins - 1979
Slipknot - Before I Forget
Stone Temple Pilots - Between The Lines
System of A Down - Aerials
The Temper Traps - Sweet Disposition
Ah that was amazing. I never downloaded so many songs at a time. *stunned* If you know any one of those above or have interests in, contact me or comment this entry and we'll chat over the songs! Or perhaps your interest's not my writing about the tracks? NP, let's talk!
Guess I'll end this entry here. See ya. It's already 3 a.m and I haven't slept. Ciao!! :)
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Embrace The Days
Current State:
Mood : Melancholy
Music : Fort Minor - The Hard Way
Survival Rate : 43%
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"I'm still the same person, why doesn't anybody listen..." - The Hard Way (Fort Minor)
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Nothing special occurred this week... except big mess I've just put through alone and make me a victim of myself. Disaster of the week began with my plan to stay up until morning with no sleep after a pass-midnite study task. I didn't target to stay for the whole week, I just wanted to try for once for how it'd feel. But the plan was totally messed up. I failed at my first try on Sunday night.
"Who cares? It's a stupid idea to work on anyway." that might be what you think. It apparently influenced my bedtime habit. Because I stayed up late until 4 the Monday morning and got slept afterwards, I got up LATE! I woke at 7! Thus I had to rush to catch up the schoolbus and became so sleepy in the class. The same happened the next day. Worse, I woke at half to 8! WTF!? Despise, I still tried continuously to stay up with help of coffee and internet browsing (i downloaded tons of songs! at past midnight, the connection was quite fast!) but no use, either. I never managed to success. Was it all because I've been sleeping in Anna & Jill's room? Nah, no way. In my actual room, my roommate often turned the AC on a really cold temperature and THAT is what made me even more sleepy.
And thanks to the bad sleeping habit, I got so sensitive for the entire week. Especially to my crush Steve. In case you haven't known (well, nobody has), Steve was a high-schooler, older than me, artsie-minded just like me, and the only one to respond to my farewell text message before we all went home. Strangely, he hadn't been so artsie-minded lately, not like the first impression he gave me. Perhaps all these physics things influenced him to a nerdie state. Well, Steve always wanted to discuss technical stuffs with Jill. Besides, he seemed to always get so cheerful around her. I witnessed many times when all of us joined together, he looked so carefree, but when Jill went away to take something she left or else, he became so serious with what he was doing. Hnng. I was freaking jealous. You know that jealously kills. Especially if a sensitive-stated teen experienced it. I've thrown Jill my "please-hand-over-Steve's-question-to-me" look but she responded with nothing or the non-deliberate worst "you-are-a-frontal-disturbing-bitch" look. Not that we were rivals or something. She was so careless and rather insensitive for a girl standard. The look she threw was what I felt it was like. Back to topic.
As if it couldn't get worse, this week we got into 4new topic of physics: static electricity. The tutor admits himself that it was one hell of lesson to learn for all the advanced math like vector calculus and curls.
Oh yeah, this tutor is one thing that spiced up my week. He was a tutor with casual character, funny physical appearance and rather childish, but globally oriented and open-minded. When he tutored our class, there are only 2 probabilities of what might happen: 1. he would only supervise us doing the textbook problems and joke around or 2. he would inspire us with his simply-said impressive thoughts. Point 2 would only occurred when we stepped into a new material or when he finished checking our test result (which are always a big zero). It happened seldom, but he told us things we never knew. He saw a concept in a brand new point of view, an easier one to understand. He always asked us our view of problem-solving ways. Shortly, he treated us not like the people who had to eat all the lesson he gave us, but as the people who he could discuss problems with. I liked that kind of teaching style. Moreover, this week he mentioned about 'sense'. A sense to solve most of physics problems. A sense to detect our mistake on the solving progress. He told us that THAT sense is critically important, and it doesn't limited in physics solving only. A sense we hadn't had, that differed us from the ultimate national physics team. "With me still standing here teaching all of you, it indicates your total failure." was one of the sentence he said that week. He tried to imply that physics needed no tutor. Physics needed logic and sense he mentioned before, and other than that, a tutor's role was just a company to discuss things over.
Those words he spoke had caught us really deep. True, he was one tutor to go. Unfortunately, his childish personality still couldn't be replaced even with statement that deep. He was a slob, he was lazy, he admitted it himself. But his laziness drove him to solve problems in more practical ways... and those worked. He also said that "because of laziness, physics develops. It's learned so people don't have to get so bothered to do lots of heavy works." I found it totally right.
TOO BAD, his laziness made us hanging off this morning. Normally, we had unsupervised test at 8 every Saturday, but whenever he was the one who should made the test, the question sheet was ALWAYS late. Like today, we waited for the tutor to deliver the test while chatting over and studied a little this morning. However, he was nowhere in sight and couldn't be contacted at all. So today we had no test, but I'm scared if it'd be delayed for tomorrow or Monday. His tests were all unbelievably difficult, and I hated to do the test in front of his sight. It always gave me the creep. =S
So right now I'm in a hesitation to study or not. I'm afraid we had to do the test on Sunday, thus NO WEEKEND. If it was to held on Monday, then he had to be supervising us. Like I wrote, I HATED it.
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Mood : Melancholy
Music : Fort Minor - The Hard Way
Survival Rate : 43%
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"I'm still the same person, why doesn't anybody listen..." - The Hard Way (Fort Minor)
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Nothing special occurred this week... except big mess I've just put through alone and make me a victim of myself. Disaster of the week began with my plan to stay up until morning with no sleep after a pass-midnite study task. I didn't target to stay for the whole week, I just wanted to try for once for how it'd feel. But the plan was totally messed up. I failed at my first try on Sunday night.
"Who cares? It's a stupid idea to work on anyway." that might be what you think. It apparently influenced my bedtime habit. Because I stayed up late until 4 the Monday morning and got slept afterwards, I got up LATE! I woke at 7! Thus I had to rush to catch up the schoolbus and became so sleepy in the class. The same happened the next day. Worse, I woke at half to 8! WTF!? Despise, I still tried continuously to stay up with help of coffee and internet browsing (i downloaded tons of songs! at past midnight, the connection was quite fast!) but no use, either. I never managed to success. Was it all because I've been sleeping in Anna & Jill's room? Nah, no way. In my actual room, my roommate often turned the AC on a really cold temperature and THAT is what made me even more sleepy.
And thanks to the bad sleeping habit, I got so sensitive for the entire week. Especially to my crush Steve. In case you haven't known (well, nobody has), Steve was a high-schooler, older than me, artsie-minded just like me, and the only one to respond to my farewell text message before we all went home. Strangely, he hadn't been so artsie-minded lately, not like the first impression he gave me. Perhaps all these physics things influenced him to a nerdie state. Well, Steve always wanted to discuss technical stuffs with Jill. Besides, he seemed to always get so cheerful around her. I witnessed many times when all of us joined together, he looked so carefree, but when Jill went away to take something she left or else, he became so serious with what he was doing. Hnng. I was freaking jealous. You know that jealously kills. Especially if a sensitive-stated teen experienced it. I've thrown Jill my "please-hand-over-Steve's-question-to-me" look but she responded with nothing or the non-deliberate worst "you-are-a-frontal-disturbing-bitch" look. Not that we were rivals or something. She was so careless and rather insensitive for a girl standard. The look she threw was what I felt it was like. Back to topic.
As if it couldn't get worse, this week we got into 4new topic of physics: static electricity. The tutor admits himself that it was one hell of lesson to learn for all the advanced math like vector calculus and curls.
Oh yeah, this tutor is one thing that spiced up my week. He was a tutor with casual character, funny physical appearance and rather childish, but globally oriented and open-minded. When he tutored our class, there are only 2 probabilities of what might happen: 1. he would only supervise us doing the textbook problems and joke around or 2. he would inspire us with his simply-said impressive thoughts. Point 2 would only occurred when we stepped into a new material or when he finished checking our test result (which are always a big zero). It happened seldom, but he told us things we never knew. He saw a concept in a brand new point of view, an easier one to understand. He always asked us our view of problem-solving ways. Shortly, he treated us not like the people who had to eat all the lesson he gave us, but as the people who he could discuss problems with. I liked that kind of teaching style. Moreover, this week he mentioned about 'sense'. A sense to solve most of physics problems. A sense to detect our mistake on the solving progress. He told us that THAT sense is critically important, and it doesn't limited in physics solving only. A sense we hadn't had, that differed us from the ultimate national physics team. "With me still standing here teaching all of you, it indicates your total failure." was one of the sentence he said that week. He tried to imply that physics needed no tutor. Physics needed logic and sense he mentioned before, and other than that, a tutor's role was just a company to discuss things over.
Those words he spoke had caught us really deep. True, he was one tutor to go. Unfortunately, his childish personality still couldn't be replaced even with statement that deep. He was a slob, he was lazy, he admitted it himself. But his laziness drove him to solve problems in more practical ways... and those worked. He also said that "because of laziness, physics develops. It's learned so people don't have to get so bothered to do lots of heavy works." I found it totally right.
TOO BAD, his laziness made us hanging off this morning. Normally, we had unsupervised test at 8 every Saturday, but whenever he was the one who should made the test, the question sheet was ALWAYS late. Like today, we waited for the tutor to deliver the test while chatting over and studied a little this morning. However, he was nowhere in sight and couldn't be contacted at all. So today we had no test, but I'm scared if it'd be delayed for tomorrow or Monday. His tests were all unbelievably difficult, and I hated to do the test in front of his sight. It always gave me the creep. =S
So right now I'm in a hesitation to study or not. I'm afraid we had to do the test on Sunday, thus NO WEEKEND. If it was to held on Monday, then he had to be supervising us. Like I wrote, I HATED it.
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
Maturity Progress
*Tidak ada unsur kemesuman apapun dalam judul di atas!*
Beberapa waktu ini hari-hari terasa berat. Otak nge-blank, emosi meluap-luap, ngapain aja suntuk, bawaannya marah-marah mulu. Apa ada yang pernah merasa seperti itu? Asumsiku sih ini yang namanya titik jenuh tertinggi. Apalagi buat seseorang yang tidak menyenangi kegiatan belajar-mengajar seintensif ini. Ibaratnya titik jenuh itu seperti termometer dengan batas tertentu, dimana setiap hari suhu terus-menerus naik. Nah, kalau misalnya rekan-rekanku di sini batasan ukurannya sekitar 100 derajat celcius, batasanku hanya berkisar antara 60-75 derajat. Lah, otomatis paling cepet bosan yak?
Terlebih lagi, di sini tidak banyak kegiatan menyenangkan yang bisa dikerjakan. From the previous post, speech-ku bilang kalau anak2 di sini cukup baik. Iya, baik, tapi membosankan. Baiklah, daripada aku mati kebosanan di hari libur ini tanpa ada aktivitas berarti yang dapat men-distract kejenuhan totalku ini, bagaimana kalau aku ceritakan tentang rekan-rekanku di sini? :)
Tim kami terdiri dari 8 orang yang masing-masing berbeda *yaiyalah*. 4 ladies, 3 men and 1 incompetently gendered *me :)*
The ladies are consisted of 2 pairs of roomates. One pair of real ladies, they're up with mall hangouts, shopping, boys, and quite the lady. well, you know what i meant. Another girl pair is.. well, not exactly girls because they act slob. Let's just call the lady pair W.E. and the slob lady pair I.O. I don't get along with the ladies too well, but they're so into each other when hanging together.
The 2 boys- one's still not here yet- are quite nice. One of them is a real plain nerd, while another is a likely artsie just like me whose I have a crush on *kidding, but not a true lie*. They often help me on technical problem, and simply humorous.
That's some short story of fella I have rite now. How about one story for each of them? After lunch, maybe? :) gtg, bye buddies.
Beberapa waktu ini hari-hari terasa berat. Otak nge-blank, emosi meluap-luap, ngapain aja suntuk, bawaannya marah-marah mulu. Apa ada yang pernah merasa seperti itu? Asumsiku sih ini yang namanya titik jenuh tertinggi. Apalagi buat seseorang yang tidak menyenangi kegiatan belajar-mengajar seintensif ini. Ibaratnya titik jenuh itu seperti termometer dengan batas tertentu, dimana setiap hari suhu terus-menerus naik. Nah, kalau misalnya rekan-rekanku di sini batasan ukurannya sekitar 100 derajat celcius, batasanku hanya berkisar antara 60-75 derajat. Lah, otomatis paling cepet bosan yak?
Terlebih lagi, di sini tidak banyak kegiatan menyenangkan yang bisa dikerjakan. From the previous post, speech-ku bilang kalau anak2 di sini cukup baik. Iya, baik, tapi membosankan. Baiklah, daripada aku mati kebosanan di hari libur ini tanpa ada aktivitas berarti yang dapat men-distract kejenuhan totalku ini, bagaimana kalau aku ceritakan tentang rekan-rekanku di sini? :)
Tim kami terdiri dari 8 orang yang masing-masing berbeda *yaiyalah*. 4 ladies, 3 men and 1 incompetently gendered *me :)*
The ladies are consisted of 2 pairs of roomates. One pair of real ladies, they're up with mall hangouts, shopping, boys, and quite the lady. well, you know what i meant. Another girl pair is.. well, not exactly girls because they act slob. Let's just call the lady pair W.E. and the slob lady pair I.O. I don't get along with the ladies too well, but they're so into each other when hanging together.
The 2 boys- one's still not here yet- are quite nice. One of them is a real plain nerd, while another is a likely artsie just like me whose I have a crush on *kidding, but not a true lie*. They often help me on technical problem, and simply humorous.
That's some short story of fella I have rite now. How about one story for each of them? After lunch, maybe? :) gtg, bye buddies.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Graduation: Luck and Hope Speech *??* :)
What's up, guys? Pastinya pada baik2 aja kan menghadapi perpisahan? eh, maksudnya siap itu udah aware lah hari ini mau perpisahan, bukan baik2 seneng karena mau pisah... pokoknya begitu lah! Mungkin kalian malah merasa campur aduk antara sedih, bahagia, haru, bangga, dsb, to'? Don't worry, it will be over SOON! Too bad I can't be there. Tadinya rencananya aku mau pesan tiket perjalanan pulang pergi semalam tapi gak dibolehin... HIKS!
Haaah.. *menghela nafas* saat kalian sedang asik2nya berpesta, aku malah dituntut belajar di malan senin ini.. Freaking hard technical problem, you know? Tapi lama2 aku terbiasa di sini. Gak tau kenapa, padahal aslinya aku musuh kelas berat fisika, lho.. *tidak secara harfiah*
Emang, aku seriiing banget merindukan kelas asliku yang belajarnya gak (terlalu) berat, teman2 yang gokil dan mau mendengarkan aspirasi saya, guru2 yang baik dan murah senyum, dan sohib2ku yang mau aja aku galakin, hehe, sori ya.
Walau rinduku amat berat, aku di sini baik2 selain itu. Aku udah mulai ngerti rasanya perjuangan itu. Bukan cuma lewat buku2 setebal diktat dan isinya sepadat kantong doraemon, tapi aku juga belajar bertahan menjadi junior di hutan senior yang pintar2, bagaimana aku harus mengontrol emosi dan mental yang labil sebagai anak SMP baru mau lulus, menghadapi situasi untuk belajar hingga larut malam tetapi harus bangun pagi2 dan gak boleh ngantuk di kelas selama 8 jam ke depan, juga merelakan waktu having fun seperti nonton TV, main gitar, hangout, dll. Apalagi belakangan ini saat kalian sudah selesai tes SMA dan boleh jalan2, aku terkurung di sini dengan gunungan buku mekanika. Intinya, hari2 di sini emang berat. Tapi kalau kulihat sisi positifnya, I find that my friends here are quite nice. Yah, mereka mungkin pendengar yang buruk dan cukup egois akan opini, tapi mereka ambisius dan bisa diajak bercanda di saat yang tepat ("nerds.." gumamku dalam hati setiap hari). Mereka meringankan bebanku akan perjuangan yang semula kuanggap berat, dan mau mengerti kondisi emosiku yang labil apalagi ditambah putar otak buat fisika. They're nice :)
Aku sadar, selama 2 tahunku di SMP kalian telah mengisi hari2ku dengan penuh warna. Tapi tidak dengan warna abu-abu. They were all bright. I saw no gray when I was with you guys. Now I find this color here, I find out gray is quite adorable color, shady beauty. Kalian... belum pernah mengajariku apa itu perjuangan. Itu saja yang terasa kurang selama aku bersama kalian.
But our path is still long ahead. At this graduation moment, I'd like you all to promise each other, berjanjilah pada teman2 terdekatmu bahwa suatu hari kalian akan merengkuh keberhasilan hasil keringat perjuangan jujur yang telah kalian lalui. Perjuangan adalah esensi kehidupan. Selagi kalian masih bersenang-senang, aku tidak ingin kalian lengah dan melupakan itu. mungkin perjuangan kalian akan dimulai besok, lusa, atau mungkin sudah terlaksana dan membuahkan hasil? :)
Anyway, I wish you luck for your next step. You guys have been doing great so far. Thanks for your support all this time. I'm proud of you guys, you rock. I love you all. *kayak penyanyi aja* :)
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Fyi, makasih ya udah mau mendengarkan uneg2 yang sudah saya mau tulis (tapi lupa) selama ini dalam bentuk "speech". :)
Haaah.. *menghela nafas* saat kalian sedang asik2nya berpesta, aku malah dituntut belajar di malan senin ini.. Freaking hard technical problem, you know? Tapi lama2 aku terbiasa di sini. Gak tau kenapa, padahal aslinya aku musuh kelas berat fisika, lho.. *tidak secara harfiah*
Emang, aku seriiing banget merindukan kelas asliku yang belajarnya gak (terlalu) berat, teman2 yang gokil dan mau mendengarkan aspirasi saya, guru2 yang baik dan murah senyum, dan sohib2ku yang mau aja aku galakin, hehe, sori ya.
Walau rinduku amat berat, aku di sini baik2 selain itu. Aku udah mulai ngerti rasanya perjuangan itu. Bukan cuma lewat buku2 setebal diktat dan isinya sepadat kantong doraemon, tapi aku juga belajar bertahan menjadi junior di hutan senior yang pintar2, bagaimana aku harus mengontrol emosi dan mental yang labil sebagai anak SMP baru mau lulus, menghadapi situasi untuk belajar hingga larut malam tetapi harus bangun pagi2 dan gak boleh ngantuk di kelas selama 8 jam ke depan, juga merelakan waktu having fun seperti nonton TV, main gitar, hangout, dll. Apalagi belakangan ini saat kalian sudah selesai tes SMA dan boleh jalan2, aku terkurung di sini dengan gunungan buku mekanika. Intinya, hari2 di sini emang berat. Tapi kalau kulihat sisi positifnya, I find that my friends here are quite nice. Yah, mereka mungkin pendengar yang buruk dan cukup egois akan opini, tapi mereka ambisius dan bisa diajak bercanda di saat yang tepat ("nerds.." gumamku dalam hati setiap hari). Mereka meringankan bebanku akan perjuangan yang semula kuanggap berat, dan mau mengerti kondisi emosiku yang labil apalagi ditambah putar otak buat fisika. They're nice :)
Aku sadar, selama 2 tahunku di SMP kalian telah mengisi hari2ku dengan penuh warna. Tapi tidak dengan warna abu-abu. They were all bright. I saw no gray when I was with you guys. Now I find this color here, I find out gray is quite adorable color, shady beauty. Kalian... belum pernah mengajariku apa itu perjuangan. Itu saja yang terasa kurang selama aku bersama kalian.
But our path is still long ahead. At this graduation moment, I'd like you all to promise each other, berjanjilah pada teman2 terdekatmu bahwa suatu hari kalian akan merengkuh keberhasilan hasil keringat perjuangan jujur yang telah kalian lalui. Perjuangan adalah esensi kehidupan. Selagi kalian masih bersenang-senang, aku tidak ingin kalian lengah dan melupakan itu. mungkin perjuangan kalian akan dimulai besok, lusa, atau mungkin sudah terlaksana dan membuahkan hasil? :)
Anyway, I wish you luck for your next step. You guys have been doing great so far. Thanks for your support all this time. I'm proud of you guys, you rock. I love you all. *kayak penyanyi aja* :)
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Fyi, makasih ya udah mau mendengarkan uneg2 yang sudah saya mau tulis (tapi lupa) selama ini dalam bentuk "speech". :)
Saturday, March 6, 2010
First Lone Trip
Currently listening to: [Start]: Brick by Boring Brick - Paramore ; [End]: I Wanna - The All-American Rejects
Current mood: [Start]: Hungry ; [End]: Sleepy
Random thought: I shoulda update my blog more :\
- Alright, today's topic is my first lone trip.
As I probably have told you guys from my previous posts, saya sedang menjalani masa-masa karantina pelatihan untuk olmpiade fisika tingkat SMA di Tangerang. and after 4 months of torture, saya akhirnya pulang hari ini untuk mempersiapkan diri untuk Ujian Nasional SMP.
Lumayan susah kalau kena penuaan dini (dalam konteks ini: siswa SMP dalam pelatihan fisika SMA :P), apalagi progress masuk SMA dan persiapan ujian akhirnya. Awal-awal saja saya sempat terpikir untuk masuk SMA 1 Yogya, namun niat itu terpaksa harus saya urungkan sekarang akibat pelatihan ini, karena proses penerimaannya akan menjadi rumit. Semestinya saya didaftarkan dengan surat rekomendasi atas nama organisasi pelatihan, yang menjadi masalah adalah fakta bahwa: "Saya terpilih mewakili Balikpapan untuk OSK dan OSP, sedangkan saya akan melanjutkan SMA di Yogyakarta padahal OSN baru akan dimulai 2 bulan setelah penerimaan saya di jenjang SMA." Nah loh. Saya mewakili siapa toh? mungkin itu yang ada di pikiran pihak-pihak pendidik yang terkait.
Jadilah nasib saya akan didaftarkan di SMA seberang gedung SMP saya saat ini.. -_-' well, that's not a main problem, but generally still sucks. Sucks because I chose SMA 1 Yogya to have the experience of being out of parent's sight control, but apparently this 'quarantine' gives me similar stuffs as I wanted. =)
So today I was out of the dorm... harshly. I was supposed to be picked up at 9.30, but I waited until 10.30 and no one had come. Apparently my aunt got stuck at the traffic and couldn't get the dorm so she decided to leave the picking to my other uncle and attempted to wait for me in the airport. I got picked up at 11.25. I fell asleep at the time so I readied myself quickly. Everyone was inside their room, and I couldn't tell what they were doing. I didn't get to say any good-byes or anything. Soooo... my mom said that this uncle knew some shortcuts that might take us to the airport faster than using normal route.
To get to the point straightly, I arrived at the airport at 12.15. When I checked in, they told me that the passengers should've boarded that time. So, I rushed myself once again, all the way to the plane. I never have travelled by plane alone before, and I thought in this first experience I could at least get myself relaxed, sipping Starbucks or walking around the hallway while waiting for the call. But this dream remains dream. Oh well, maybe next time. I finally got myself on the airplane at time. Thank God. And all the way home, at the plane, what I did was sleeping. So no special things or some exciting stuffs occured in the trip. Perhaps just the nervous breakdown, especially when the airport crews acted like I was already late and couldn't get home. =( I was terrified.
Sesampainya di bandara pukul 15.53 WITA, langsung dah saya ambil bagasi dan keluar. Ngapain lama-lama?? hehe. Keluar terminal, saya disambut orangtua saya dan adik saya. Ibu sempat menanyakan tentang perjalanan sendiri pertama saya, dan saya jawab saja seadanya: HAMPIR TELAT, MAH.
Kami berempat melesat menuju eWalk, duduk di seat Pizza Hut untuk late-lunch. Tiba-tiba saya mendapat telepon dari Romy cs. Guess what? Apparently those guys were going to airport to pick me up! WTF? They didn't tell me first =(
Eeh, tahunya datanglah Winona dari kejauhan bersama ibunya dan Devira. Lho?
No need for further information, right? As with Wino and Deppy will be the moment boredom never struck, we walked around eWalk and chatted in the Starbucks, talking about things occured or new stuffs since I departed 4 months ago.
Well, looking forward to see those classmatey guys that I have put myself effort on making them blog~!
Current mood: [Start]: Hungry ; [End]: Sleepy
Random thought: I shoulda update my blog more :\
- Alright, today's topic is my first lone trip.
As I probably have told you guys from my previous posts, saya sedang menjalani masa-masa karantina pelatihan untuk olmpiade fisika tingkat SMA di Tangerang. and after 4 months of torture, saya akhirnya pulang hari ini untuk mempersiapkan diri untuk Ujian Nasional SMP.
Lumayan susah kalau kena penuaan dini (dalam konteks ini: siswa SMP dalam pelatihan fisika SMA :P), apalagi progress masuk SMA dan persiapan ujian akhirnya. Awal-awal saja saya sempat terpikir untuk masuk SMA 1 Yogya, namun niat itu terpaksa harus saya urungkan sekarang akibat pelatihan ini, karena proses penerimaannya akan menjadi rumit. Semestinya saya didaftarkan dengan surat rekomendasi atas nama organisasi pelatihan, yang menjadi masalah adalah fakta bahwa: "Saya terpilih mewakili Balikpapan untuk OSK dan OSP, sedangkan saya akan melanjutkan SMA di Yogyakarta padahal OSN baru akan dimulai 2 bulan setelah penerimaan saya di jenjang SMA." Nah loh. Saya mewakili siapa toh? mungkin itu yang ada di pikiran pihak-pihak pendidik yang terkait.
Jadilah nasib saya akan didaftarkan di SMA seberang gedung SMP saya saat ini.. -_-' well, that's not a main problem, but generally still sucks. Sucks because I chose SMA 1 Yogya to have the experience of being out of parent's sight control, but apparently this 'quarantine' gives me similar stuffs as I wanted. =)
So today I was out of the dorm... harshly. I was supposed to be picked up at 9.30, but I waited until 10.30 and no one had come. Apparently my aunt got stuck at the traffic and couldn't get the dorm so she decided to leave the picking to my other uncle and attempted to wait for me in the airport. I got picked up at 11.25. I fell asleep at the time so I readied myself quickly. Everyone was inside their room, and I couldn't tell what they were doing. I didn't get to say any good-byes or anything. Soooo... my mom said that this uncle knew some shortcuts that might take us to the airport faster than using normal route.
To get to the point straightly, I arrived at the airport at 12.15. When I checked in, they told me that the passengers should've boarded that time. So, I rushed myself once again, all the way to the plane. I never have travelled by plane alone before, and I thought in this first experience I could at least get myself relaxed, sipping Starbucks or walking around the hallway while waiting for the call. But this dream remains dream. Oh well, maybe next time. I finally got myself on the airplane at time. Thank God. And all the way home, at the plane, what I did was sleeping. So no special things or some exciting stuffs occured in the trip. Perhaps just the nervous breakdown, especially when the airport crews acted like I was already late and couldn't get home. =( I was terrified.
Sesampainya di bandara pukul 15.53 WITA, langsung dah saya ambil bagasi dan keluar. Ngapain lama-lama?? hehe. Keluar terminal, saya disambut orangtua saya dan adik saya. Ibu sempat menanyakan tentang perjalanan sendiri pertama saya, dan saya jawab saja seadanya: HAMPIR TELAT, MAH.
Kami berempat melesat menuju eWalk, duduk di seat Pizza Hut untuk late-lunch. Tiba-tiba saya mendapat telepon dari Romy cs. Guess what? Apparently those guys were going to airport to pick me up! WTF? They didn't tell me first =(
Eeh, tahunya datanglah Winona dari kejauhan bersama ibunya dan Devira. Lho?
No need for further information, right? As with Wino and Deppy will be the moment boredom never struck, we walked around eWalk and chatted in the Starbucks, talking about things occured or new stuffs since I departed 4 months ago.
Well, looking forward to see those classmatey guys that I have put myself effort on making them blog~!
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