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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Saturday, April 20, 2013

RIO

Wooyeah!

Today was a great super cool day! My class has performed a parody theater tittled Petualangan Shahroni. Altough Shahroni's wig was fell, the most important is our togetherness. This theater has made my class be more compact and that's good news for us.

Yeah, Mamsgot was right. Garkabhasu is the up and down moments for each class. When everyone wants to eliminate the selfishness, the project will be run successfully and moree solid. Proud of it! *srimulyani style

While waiting for awarding, I was opened my twitter. Suddenly, I was shocked!

Everybody was talking about Rio on twitter!

Rio Rio Rio Rio Rio.

Fyi, after more than 3 years, finally he's on TV again!! Aaaargggghhhh!!!!


RIO, 13

RIO, 16
GODDDD!!!!

And I'm a bit regret because I miss his song on TV. Yeah, life is about sacrifice. When you prefer your super class projrct, maybe you won't see him on TV. But on Youtube you can B)

K, this night gonna full about Rio and his fairy voice and his amazing falsetto and his cute smile and many questions that you won't read in this random blog post.

Good Night, Guys!

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Tadabbur Alam 2013

foto - foto lain klik disini yaa http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.638077282884542.1073741827.100000468289435&type=1

Grass Analogy

This is for someone I don't -really- know who..

You were like the grass. Each grew slightly trampled directly. Whether it's accidentally stepped on or not. However, you still survive and eventually grow again.

It sucks doesn't it?

I am. Yes, I always try to step on you. I'm afraid you grow into weeds until cover my eyes.

You can not grow.

Are you happy to spread that gaze? Gestures that are so typical ...

Deceive, until forget who is actually my first love? I was too confused to even find out who actually appears when I close my eyes?

Is that you?

No, you can not grow.

You are the wild grass that should be cut to the roots. Supposed to be.

However, I was only able to step on you. Let the roots remain stuck. Then, spread quickly to find a new place and trying to grow.

You're really sucks.

I'm upset about all of this. I hate the your eyes weaken. I hate your body gestures that always comes up every blinking my eyes.

You're so evil even though an angel wrapped in leather.

It feels terrible when you gaze at me in the dark and said, "Thank you ..."

I'm so afraid of looking at you.

You are a good and great guy. You can hypnotize other girls with all you have, can't you?

So please... Stop to grow wild. And we can be good friends.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Finally Here We are

There are 32 tourists at a ship. They have different characteristics and syles. But the destiny forced them to to unite.

They choosed one of them to be a captain to bring them to an island called Happiness.

On the way to the island, they met billow and everybody tried to save themselves. The captain has tried to avoid the billow, but it required a great efforts because nobody help.

After the billow ended, the captain was blamed by others. They assumed that the captain was the guilty. But, the captain thought that he can't avoid the billow easily because he worked himself.

Bad atmosphere then.

"If we want to go to Happiness, we should work together. He have to unite!" the captain said.

Then everybody was silent.

"Yeah!" the other one agreed. "We have to stop blaming then dividing each job description."

Everybody agreed. Then, they had a meeting for the each job description, ie: When it finished, they did their job very well.

"Finally, here we are!" the captain shouted.

"Happiness Island!"

Everybody was on the peak of happiness. It's the most beautiful island that showed them the real happiness. They're overjoyed because it finally was found by their work together.

Now, they believe that unity will bring them to the real happiness.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Sunday Morning

Nice suday morning I'm happy!

Feeling homeyy... I will spend this day by eat lots of carbohydrates, read many comics, writing, watching movie, SLEEP, and playing games! Yeah, I haven't been playing games for more than a month. Finally ! :'')

And my favorite game now is The Sims 3! Beside Harvest Moon, I was also addicted to this game. My whole activites, school, and courses didn't leave me a little time to playing The Sims 3. Now I'm so glad that I can play this game as long as I want. Yeaah!!



Friday, April 5, 2013

Juna's Recipe Project

Today, I went to Della's house for this super super big project  never do before: COOKING PASTRY.

Yeah.

After my class ended, Della, Gotra, and Dhila decided to go home (@Della's house) first. Aiz and I still had Karawitan Club, so we will come late.

Aiz and I was waiting for 1 hours but the teacher didn't come. Suddenly, Dhilla texted me, "Emma, we need the flour.......... .____."

OMG the flour was STILL in my bag. So, for 1 hour I didn't do anything and they did the same? LOL

Long story short, the 5 chefs ie Della, Gotra, Aiz, Dhilla, and *definitley* I, started at 12 p.m. FYI, we made  cupcakes for Bebek and Dita's birthday! Cute, right? :))

But Gotra want to make one for her 'special' friend in India. Is she going to send the cupcake to India? Yeah, that's truly WRONG. She just took the picture and will send to him via WhatsApp because he is 19 on April 17th ! :D

I went home early at 3 p.m, so I didn't know what the otrher did to the cupcake was. But I already tasted one, and it's good enough. Yeah, thanks to Chef Juna Recipe so at least I can't say the project was failed. :p

Hmm, can't wait for tomorrow!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

No Offense

Yeah, I almost forgot that when a long series of exams is over, it means lots of new tasks should be done. So, we can conclude that life is fullfilled with challenge.

And my patience was tested again.

Hmm, I know you're busy. But PLEASE do not make this cliche so that you can't be professional at your work. You never do the job I asked, right? Don't you feel ashamed?

You are my team, but you didn't show your hard work and loyality. Everyday you just say, "Emma, I'm sorry." and you think the job is done?

Take a breath, Emma. Be patient. OH.

Sometimes, I try to think possitive. Oh, yeah, you are my junior. Maybe you focus to the placement of XI grade. So you just study hard untill ignore your organization. If you like that, why not just out of the organization?

You are not the only busy person lol. We both are busy. So, why don't we help each other?

We are a team. If we do together, I believe, ALL IS WELL.


Wednesday, April 3, 2013

YAY FINALLY THE MID SEMSETER TEST WAS OVER YAY YAY YAY

Oh God why.

Tomorrow is the last day for exam. And the lesson is: SPORT.

I actually don't know why must Sport in the class. It caused me to prefer my blog than the preparation for exam. *yay!* And the other reason is: Because I love this blog readers, my blog visitors, so BIG hug from me for you, guys! *nobody reads and im gonna hug myself*

If I'm allowed to criticize my school, I want to meet the curriculum teacher and say, "Excuse me. But Sport is something you have to play, not something to be blacked out in the LJK :p"

Oh yeah, and my school definitely will hug me. :3

note: God, PLEASE. I've put all my abilities. Efforts. Hard Work. Now it's YOUR turn. YOU decide. Bismillah the best amin...

Monday, April 1, 2013

My Mid Semester Test

Night, Blogger!

Tomorrow I still have mid semester test, i.e Chinense and Entrepreneurship. Hmm it will be the longest mid semester test I've ever had. Since last week untill this Thursday.

Can you imagine how boring my days?

Go to school at 10 a.m, then go home at 1.00 p.m. At home, the other lessons are waiting to study. Yeah, study, study, and study till I realized that I have to go to school at 10 o'clock AGAIN. You know, it continued regularly.

And I feel dissapointed with the mid semester test schedule that still ends on Thursday. Whereas, today my cousins came from Makassar. They asked my brother and I to accompany them to go around Batu City. Mid semester test makes me can't go out. I wish you knew how much I wanted to go.

I'm sick of it.