Anybody who has information about PORANG??
Or my proposal will be failed...
"everybody, put up your hands, say I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!.."
It isn't my class' mars but my own mars. Coz, however in my SID class there are some couples there (hamnida, friends)
I look around me, but all it seems to see, is people going nowhere doing their homework. It's like we're going to the motions of the scripted fate. Tell me where's our answers, if you don't let me. I guess, it is up to me!
Yeah, when I take foots on class, my friends and I of course, are using my supernatural mind to do school-work. You can see our super hand-capability of writing. There's no tsunami that will separate us, besides ringing of the bell.
The teacher is coming. He looks after the students that haven't done his home work. After that he begins explaining never end~! One... Two... Three... We begin sleepy. Our eyes are like want to be closed immediately. (-.o)
Sometimes, the other students who haven't been sleepy will talk each other before getting bored. And another, the genius one will listen to the teacher endlessly. Of course, I’m not the last group. He...
Then the rest bell rings. Yahoos...!!! We will close the book, open the sleepy eyes the get out from the class as fast as we can. But sometimes, the teacher pretends as if he doesn't hear the bell. Huh! But, my Incho (means the leader of class), puts his hand and say," Sir, the time is over!” Yeah, we have to thank to Incho. >,<
In the rest time, my class spends the time in d canteen, cooperation, class and mosque. My canteen prepares many kind of food with low price. I always go there when the last week. It is the time when my money is limited. ^-^
The cooperation has expensive enough price. It's for the students who don't like d crowded in the canteen or who want to feel fresh air from ac. I go there if I'm bored of canteen. Somebody in the class, they bring their own food from home. Somebody in the mosque is the people who are so Moslem and diligent. They do sunnah pray.
Well, the bell rings. But some of us are missing. Maybe they go to canteen and won't be back to the class. They will be back if the last lesson has ended. Waiting for 1.00 am is so long... I want to go home...
I call it jogja. It is a place where I was born. It’s really nice place. But I can't figure out well. As I remember, I have different taste when I visit there. It is an interesting place to be visited every year. I'm never bored there.
The most crowded place is Malioboro Street. It's a street reserving any Jogja's things, like clothes, batik or some handicrafts. There are hotels and malls reserving yogyakarta's need. There are museum called Vrederburg, and Bringharjo market. Besides that, there are some vacation lands, like keraton, parang tritis beach, kaliurang and salacca agro.
I always go there for 3-4 months. I can go there by train, car or bus. If I use train, I can go down at Tugu station for business and executive train; it's not far away from Malioboro Street. There is Lempuyangan station for economy class. If I use bus, I can go down at Giwangan bus station.
The most important thing is bringing love. I have an endlessly love. Everyone having love here will not forget this city. Jogja is a beautiful moment in my hart. While I was walking, the rain was pouring down from the sky. We are holding our hands and leaving the blue beach. But, I have to leave Jogja. I will be leaving the memories, thinking of you tonight. Wait me 2 months later, jogja! I will be back. ^-^
It is called SMANISDA or Junior High School 1 Sidoarjo. It is located at Jenggolo Street I, Sidoarjo, East Java, Java, Indonesia, Nort-East Asia, Asia, Earth and Galaxy. It has blue painting, big titled of SMAN 1 on the isth that can be looked while passing fly over. It's a nice school, I guess.
However, if I don't say it well, what will they do to me? He he...
It has been changed to be green school. You can just look me out when I have to turn down from my motor then bringing it every step. They said:" you have to decrease the pollution, understand?!" But, I, my self always go up to my motor back then the teacher doesn’t look at me. After the ending of green school competition (and we get 2nd), likely we have forgot the way to be a green school.
Don't look so far away, sometimes I always waste the remnant of my food not in the garbage, like wasting inorganic into organic bag. And I forget to water the plants. So that the plants in my class are getting die. Oh, what the hell that I am doing? Yeah, sometimes I realize it, sometimes I forget it. Ha ha...
The most important thing is my school keeps trying to make me dizzy by a thousand tasks, or remedial and remedial. Maybe it is caused by moving class. We are learned of walking and running around the school. The first lesson is held in mathematic class, the second in citizen class (how far the distance between mathematic and citizen class!) Third, we will be in physic class. I can't imagine if the third lesson will be changed by examination! It means we have to run from citizen to physic class. Uh, it takes 2 minutes of running and 30 minutes of breathing. Who do we have to run? It’s a good question. I told you so... It is caused of our motto," your seat decides your mark!" Although we have studied hard over the night, I have no believed on my self. I will run fast and try to get a good seat. It is a seat that can be used for some notes and conversations. To be honest, I never opened my notes. I still have no brave, but if some conversations, I answer, "aye!" he...
Well, it's about my school generally. Want to know more, check out then!
“…He looks at me; I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without
He talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,...”
While I was hearing this song, I thought about something. It’s something in my deepest heart. It’s something that I never ever known the answer. I don't know I can't understand what happens on me lately. Sometimes I wake up from my sleeping and my tears pour down. Sometimes I'm scared of everything, my life. I can't decide where foots walk steps by today. There is something in my heart that I can't understand how. How could I know my self doesn't know how? That I know is, I’m afraid to be alone. Everyday I look after the answer to leave out all the rest, but I haven't.