Prayerful Day

Yep, according to the title, it was a day full of praying. Few days left to the final national exam. It’ll be nice to have it done - to have all of this busyness well done. Final exam will be held approximately on Monday to Friday. Wish me Luck!

And Saturday morning I will be off to Balikpapan, having UTUL test – UGM one. I hope everything’s gonna be alright, since I already failed in the PBS before. So it’s not my first time having UGM selection test. And it will be like the previous test, we’ll stay in Zurich Hotel. There’s rumor that the hotel was scary and spooky. Some said there is something behind the purpose of mirror placing in each floor.

About today, we were all in aula, at first. Then teachers distinguished us according to our own beliefs, ordering Christ people to go to multimedia, perhaps, and the rest moslems to stay in aula. We did sholat dhuha and got some guidance from our teachers, both technically about UN and religiously about self-introspection. They said, it’s the most important thing right now, besides studying hard – we have to get ourselves to be closer to our almighty lord. That was the point of the preach this morning.






check the rest of happiness combined with silliness here.

Epidemic

Here’s the day, the following day. Nothing goes so nice so far, just as planned and as I thought, boring and uninteresting. LOL

But yes something did yesterday. Not nice actually, bad. I went to sleep earlier, by 9 pm. Because I was utterly upset for something I cannot tell you what. It was a bad night. I planned to study by three in the morning but it’s still a rough time for me to stay wake up. So it’s pointless anyway.

When I checked my phone, there were seven new messages. Most of them contained about friendships which are going to end as the last term ends. That’s so sad. But I didn’t feel sad because I was sleepy and out of consciousness.

Today is Thursday, definitely. We got invitation for our parents to attend the parents meeting due to the coming UN and inform them about the try out scores. My parents were not coming, but my brother was, because my dad was having his schedule for his routine hemodialysis and my mom was in duty, she’s a teacher. He represents my parents. He was so enthusiastic about this, I don’t know why. Even my parents don’t. LOL

Since my parents don’t care about this, in contrast, my brother might be really enthusiastic about it. And now I’m afraid he will scold me later after he finds out that I was absent for a day try out. I was sick and preparing ITB test. I hope I can get in. Just wait and hope I would be admitted, because it was very painful to be denied from a university, and traumatic!

He was the figure that most of friends afraid of. LOL they said he has dark aura that will decrease their happiness and turn into sorrow. Imaginative!

He went out from the room and gave me the result. Nothing’s special, as usual, pure seven. And there are some 6s too. LOL

Oh… there was English class again. I was too suspicious that he would repeat the preceding bad day. But no, he talked something more regarding the UN. And Ucha asked him to sing together again. Then she got her wish, we sang “I can’t Smile without You” again. But then, he asked Aga and Ori to take a guitar from his office. Then he played the guitar. Try to defy me what song it was?

Simply “Love of My Life” by queen. That’s probably the same-aged song. But it was nice. He then searched the lyric out the internet.And I was mesmerized by the lyric, simple but deep. I was touched. It’s like the song was written perfectly as what my conscience is. You know, I’m an adolescent, I can feel the bloom of teenager’s love. LOL stupid excuse…

And friends were humming so smoothly, like the glory of angels. Of course I wouldn’t sing, I wouldn’t let this glorious joy get disrupted by my crappy voice. LOL out of tune…

Since “Love of My Life” was influenced by Queen, he also added the biography of the singer. He’s dead now. He was dead in 1991 due to Bronchial Pneumonia, because of his AIDS affliction. My teacher added that he was once a gay, but he wasn’t anymore because he showed to the world that he married a woman. Try to find about his more in Wikipedia.

how can I stand still?

Hmm. The days were going pathetically the same. Yeah we all know it’s a week before UN is going to be held, but why does YPK still oblige us to go to school regularly? Seeing as how free now the other schools are, I’m a bit jealous, you know. Isn’t it just unfair? But sometimes I have to remind myself to stop groaning about this, these all are meant for my best. Besides, I’m not guaranteeing myself that I will study in home as frequent as I do in school. It’s good overall, but still, the hardest thing to do is to wake up by 6 sharp.

UN is coming and I still can breathe, not suffocating already. I worry much about college. I hope I can really get the university I’ve wanted. I’m afraid they won’t admit me. Hope things will be easy. Amen.

Soon after that I can emit sighs of relief. I’ll be freshman and yet, getting older. Huh~ I’ll be very distance with my parents. Hope I can survive out there. May Allah be with me all the time and let me keep in touch with Allah.

Today wasn’t a good day, so far. You know, English is the only exhilarating subject to me amongst those frustrating exact subjects – such as physics, chem, bio and math. But, the English teacher is not expected. He is the only reason why I felt so gross for learning English. Isn’t a teacher supposed to teach the students accordingly? Like evaluating preceding Examinations, talking grammars, translating together… That’d be fun. But guess he only evaluated Examination once, the very first one. After that, no more evaluating... All we do is exercising without an evaluation. How great is that? How do we determine our faults? Maybe he got tired teaching for so many years.

Or sometimes he discusses a very boring topic with us, pointless topic. Without knowing where our conversation goes. And also, he occasionally neglects us, sadly we had no struggle.

Lastly, he brought a speaker to our class and then played an old music – more like his favorite music, and then let us transcribe the lyric. Eventually, he coerced us to sing together. Ugh, I didn’t want to sing, so I lipsynced. Once he caught me for not singing, he admonished me that if I hadn’t sung, he would let me sing in front of the class. He should know that I don’t sing (at least not in front of people), because I really don’t have a good voice, no singing aptitude at all. Seriously, he doesn’t want me to do it. LOL

Suppose I enjoy the music, I liked his music, but it’s like two years ago. I’m already sick of the song. Barry Manilow – I Can’t Smile Without You. Oh snap, even Dea and I had been singing the song and changed the lyric like “..I feel glad when you’re sad, I feel sad when you’re glad…”

So lame…Gross!

The next song was Josh Groban – To Where You Are. It’s a good song, but it came along with him, it doesn’t fit to my ear. LOL. It’s like he was trying to adjust us to be influenced with HIS. Maybe next time he will have us half bald too. No sir, just kidding.

Kiddo

UGH… I always think of this stupid epidemic that unconditionally irritates me all the time. Everytime I log on to facebook all those conspicuousness will definitely show up on my screen.
About the underage people who use socialite community, and even worse, they declare themselves mature enough to be the part of it. It’s just so not a good circumstance when immature people think that they’re mature and talk as if they’re ten years older than me. And for what do they have to expose their private life to public. So taggy. Gross… This isn’t about jealousy. I so don’t want to be like them, of course. I detest it. I realize much my age and act like what I’m supposed to be.

Well about this mindset, I think I’m in a phase of maturity – a phase when a teenager has to leave ridiculous stuffs and think more about future and all of seriousness. I think I’m having this phase. Forget about being so kiddy, just so not my era now. All I have to contemplate is my future – a bright future, and life. Life is short and just don’t let it go to waste.
Uhh sooner or later I’m facing the unexpected graduation. After three years hanging together, I don’t want us to be apart. It’s like my worst nightmare is coming to reality. We’ve been held tightly in this togetherness. Now it’s the perfect time to sing Graduation by Vitamin-C

Argh I think I need more vocabulary expansion.