Hello? I am Back and Fat - Chapter 1

       Hi guys ! on this occasion I'd like to share some experiences during my holidays ; what I have  and haven't tried :). I will write them in 2 or 3 chapters because I just want to make you guys easy to read it. As planned, I went to the city to get "on demand" vacation. So on Monday I departed Medan at 08.40 am and arrived there around 10 am. I always be pleased to see this capital city again, the city lives my life ^_^; besides the high level polluted air, crowded roads and super busy folk. Ha ha, re-assuring myself , the time will come soon, when I have to live here forever. So happy indeed.

       I roamed through the streets to an area called BSD city. An elite lifestyle surrounds; five stars hotels, malls, restaurants, well- constructed sidewalk and building. I decided to stay here for one night before slid to Tangerang. 

       I couldn't express my happiness at that time, it's just too nice for staying there. And I.. have confirmed my self to live there next year, leaving all in Medan. I have to determine my self to save money and looking for another job if i had to resign next year. I love free but well planned life :). Even if I could not reach my goals, I would not regret it. If someone (s) might slow down my step, he would never ever stop my steps :). 

      During the weeks, I tried so many foods( which I regret later) ; eating regularly, three times a day something that I seldom do during workdays. Among the shitload of food I tried there...I decided Bakso Gunung Gandul as the winner !! yay! \m/. The food stall is situated behind Superindo Supermarket. A simple "warung" with 8 benches, 4 long tables which will be fulled by customers during the day. It opens at 10am and closed at 10pm I think. What makes the "warung bakso" become special is because the size of the beef meatball. "Bakso Bom" is the most favourite menu here, served with noodle, bean sprouts and sliced leek doused with broth. So yummy, juicy and tender. Inside the ball, you will find minced beef. Besides the taste, another which could make the buyers smile is about the Price! it's so cheap for such a taste. Rp.14.000 or $1,1 is worth it. >.< <3. Unfortunately I always forget to take picture of it. So I tried to find in internet, and found it; exactly the same meatball :D

                                                                                                  Bakso Bom 


      It also sells another menu like "bakso telur (meatball filled with boiled egg) , and chicken noodle".

                        
                    Bakso Telur & Chicken Noodle
     

Paranoia..

       She was awaken up by a sounds, merely a sound whispered to her, " Another more..". She thought that she was dreaming, but it was more she should worry about. She felt pain on her wrist, " I got twisted wrist.." she cried a bit over it ,"this is could not just happen to me !".

       Nah, this is not about the twisted wrist at all. Paranoid or paranoia , people always make a such a beautiful name for disastrous things ; Catharina , Zephyr tornados are ones of thousand the examples. This paranoia haunted her all the times. Even if when she tried to run from it by sleeping, the sounds of MICTIAN , who was worshiped by the Aztecs as the god of death would come closer and more intense. She gasped for breath while her body was covered with sweat. She closed her face with her palm, she even could not shout for a shriek nor a help. The only thing her head could do was kept remembering the old voices..

thou will die. . . . . . thou will die. . . . . .

    thou will die. . . thou will die. . . and thou will see me. . . 

         . . . and we will dance gracefully. . . lief

Integrity..

      I tried to dig my head to get some topics to post since days ago, but failed. I had some but then disappeared as the time was blown away from this round head ; I forgot them. But actually they exist, yet there is nothing can be seen.  If only I had a shed, I would like to have a brainstorming there while drawing my feet under, wondering why the old Chinese students had to study all about Confucius sayings, memorizing, interpreting, reciting his aphorisms to pass the Imperial Examination. Besides, I was using some theories and aphorisms of Aristotle instead of looking up for Confucius's. At the same time I always be amazed by philosophers, who seemed "only' teachers, poets, or if more , could be possibly a political figure. I'm amazed because they could make so many aphorisms with lack of social interaction since they are surely deep analyzer. 

                             Confusius

     Then I realized that by being a deep thinker/analyzer, once he interacts with other, or heeds a problem , he would think or analyze deeply about it, to extract the basic knowledge, or at least showing the problem from two sides therefore we could solve it. Confucius is right, as he said " To merely know is nothing compared to being interested to know, being interested to know is nothing compared to deriving joy from learning it". 

    Yup, I get the joy now ; "One is worthy of being or becoming a teacher if one is able to derive new understanding while revising what he has learned.". - To teach people to live with integrity. 

Would Holiday Come ... ?

We all don't know when the precise date for the long holiday after the students got their report cards. Would we have 2 weeks holiday or more? Would they separate the holiday? because for me  off course the division of the holidays does affect me so much. I would have my holidays in Jakarta.If they divide the holidays into two so instead of  2 tickets, I need to buy 4 tickets !. Out of budget.

I couldn't wait for those days, the days which i would spend together with him, and mom. I couldn't wait serving some  savoury dishes for my loved ones. I'd like to knock the house and finding someone would stand beneath the door frame ; while smiling at me. I love him for my whole life. I just love him the way he is, even it is easier to say. To understand his life yet his friends, maybe it is gonna be my challenge for the rest of my life. 

Back to my holiday preparation, I actually have prepared some of stuffs I will bring to JKT. Eventhough I still in fuss myself about what kind of handicraft that should give. I remember someday ago he asked me to find BPK for his vocalist. Because this "brotherfood" loves pork. Non coincidence :D. Meranti cakes, the last option.

                         Bolu Meranti Medan

This afternoon, at 12.20 pm, I go to  senior 1 class to assist them for the last meeting of this semester. I don't know for what reason they sit in a row, maybe the previous lesson before me asked them to do so. I find its little bit funny because there are two boys left behind, and because of this row,I cant pass and assist those two boys. :/ who I will describe in the next paragraph.

Kevin Kaory, used to have problem with his writing, since he hardly uses proper punctuation and let his words come out without any stops. recently i can see his progress; a little bit. I think that he must type for his whole lifetime since his handwriting is unreadable. it looks like a very massive tress on a white paper. His idea is acceptable but he needs to learn to organize the main ideas in paragraphs. 

~Im writing for nothing

She and The Nature..

She and The Nature

By Charulekha

The sun was warm on her back as she slid into the car, laughing and chuckling all the while. Her face beamed with a smile as she watched the lovely people in her life laughing at yet another attempt at a silly joke. How amazing it was to have these people with her, even till today. She may complain about lots of thing sometimes, but deep down in her heart, she cares as much as they do. 

As always, it was just another random time of the day where they come up with last minute idea s to explore places. Sure, they normally have the habit of planning at the very last minutes, but most of the time, everything turns out worthwhile.

There would be times when they'd go to more nature related places and everytime she fells the breeze she would look on in wonder and amazement at the marvelous mother of nature. She loves the Earth more than anything. She always feel a deep passion for the advancements of science as it makes its way to uncover the secrets of the universe.

She is an moderate observer. Whenever she wants to, she tends to observe the important things and tries to make use of those information whenever she wants. 

Overall, there are also times when she wouldn't care about anything and just be care-free. 

That day, she took a look at the beautiful view from the cliff. She was standing on and took in a deep breath. Anyone would agree; they would indeed enjoy such a majestic view and certainly no camera would ever be able to capture that breath taking moment. It was so quite, yet so refreshing to be in a place where there is less pollution and less urban areas for she used to think that metropolis is much better than a countryside. - Everyone makes up their mind sooner or later. She made up hers as well. 

The breeze blew gently and freely through the leaves as if invited her to realize that no society, religion and rules established by anyone would hold her down. No one should ever bring a free mind to a halt. "Freedom", she said. 

She chuckled and continued enjoying the day with the ones she cared about. Her family is everything, she is glad she has the privilege to enjoy life. 

                            Charulekha

Charulekha, the newest student who has just moved from Malaysia to Senior 1 class, Sekolah Djuwita Medan. This fast learner tries to speak up about her mind and surrounding using 3rd point of view which makes her work more fancy and enjoyable. :) 

This is just, This..

This is just, This

By : Natasha

The sun shines through her window one morning, then the light falls playfully on her cheek, like dancing silhouette. All throughout last night, she holds on to the little warmth she has inside the blanket

from the cold thin air that consumes her. The world downstairs is busy and good enough to keep this ‘motor’ on going. The dead leaves are swept away from the greens, and with everything that is going

on, things and time froze her with dark hallucinations. But there is a glimpse of moment, or should we say a glitter of hope catches her thoughts saying, “Very soon, everything will be good.”

She gets up and gets ready for another exact same plain tasteless page of her life. She stretches with the very last crackings of her bone, faking herself as a passionate person to start the day but really all this, is just her holding on real tight to what’s there, after. So she goes out hoping to share smiles with cynics. Greetings start, which feel as if she were the grass that those bodies covered in uniforms steps and steps on. 

As the soil dries up from last night’s heavy rain, her memories reminded her of the thought that anything could happen if we tried, and then it also comes back to her thoughts on thinking of

all the lies that we've been told. So she smiles, and kept smiling. 

This hollow room, half decade spent selfless hallucinating in about the light at the end of the tunnel, what she’s been waiting for.

Again, Mr. teacher marks their height against the wall when what he doesn't see is the short has been tip toeing all this time and the tall has been bowing down. But she has chose to keep quiet maybe because its too late or it’s not worth it, it was never worth the chaotic mess. Just to gain their trust ; people from the past on the later days. The later days, the sparks ignites inside her again. Right now, she’s got nothing to lose but hope.

Here, she’d laugh about how the lives around her goes on, but right now her time is theirs. She’s buying some time to before the start starts and not to change. She remembers of one cloudy grey afternoon, standing in the middle of the infinite ground ,the wind was blowing so hard and it kept blowing but bravely she stood strong there. Everyone around her is constantly changing, friends. They go which way the wind blows, despite the fact that she and all of them were once together as raw elements. Now, It’s no secret she shuts them off - being a non contaminated creature. She is sorry for she doesn't want to lose her true self to what can’t bring true happiness. She knows happiness all too well as she doesn't know any happier episode when she has already had the happiest one. 

Laughter, one of the very few things that proves staying isn't struggling, this helps her pass this path  to the stairway -  to heaven.

...........So she smiles.

The free writing topic above is written by one of my student NATASHA, Senior 2 Sekolah Djuwita Medan 2014/2015. Me ,my self post hers for finding that her work using my favorite writing style is quite satisfying. :) 

Naraya Oat Choco Review..

              One week ago She bought a big pack of cereal bars tastes like chocolate :D.
The first time she tried this snack happened when she was on her way to Jakarta, Indonesia. She was starving because her flight would be at 5.20 Am, and she had been staying in KNO airport Medan since 10pm. Gosh ! XD. Sooo she decided to buy some snacks to "suspend her hunger" :p as people say that "you are not you when you're hungry" and she's entirely agree with that.
After some small talks with the waiters, she put something called Naraya Oat Choco \m/. And in a nutshell she begins to love it.

                                 
                                                                                                   Packaged

       It is said that its made from oats, cocoa butter, non dairy creamer, sugar, maltodextrin (She is absolutely don't know what's this) and emulsifier soy. Well they said its manufactured by Fujian Fupaiyuan Foodstuff Corp., Ltd, Jianjing City, Fujian. << so complicated -______-

                             Unpackaged

       It's dominantly tasted like super crunchy chocolate. So yummy and perfect for her appetite.
Well, for a big pack it contains of 40 pieces and cost about $4 :D quite cheap right !!