Christmas O Christmas!

I've never been to this excitement again for long since I was young. Excitement for doing something extraordinary at this Christmas. Yeah, I know, Christmas is still next month. But can you feel it now? Supermarkets are selling Christmas ornaments now. Happy to see Christmas tree again. But the celebration for Jesus Christ's birth shall not be forgotten.

It occurs when my working centre celebrates Christmas every year. My principal basically requests every class's performance. I take three grade classes and one preschool class. We have idea what to do for grade classes, but for preschool class. For Grade 2 class, we are excited to make a drama titled "Christmas in a Toyshop". Though I haven't made the script, but I am so excited for the day. For two Grade 9 classes, they are as excited as Grade 2 planning for Grade 9 Idol. They have crazy and creative ideas. Happy to see them so excited! Hopefully it goes well. Yet, I still keep looking for nice idea and performance. I want something simple but worth enough to remember. Any idea what performance for 4 five-year-old children?

Blush!

My blush happened this morning. When one's of the classes air conditioner is broken and it affects three classes, including my class. So, my class moves to 3rd floor. There is a CD player in every classes on third floor used for listening lesson. One of my students, Kevin, likes to explore thing. So, there he was, exploring the player and wanted to have dancing class. I said we were going to have it later, at the end of class. But he still turned on the player. So I decided to move it to next class. I brought it outside and wanted to open the class's door. But then I thought for a while, what if there is a class inside. SO I tried to overhear any noise from outside. OK, it's safe, I thought after hearing no voice from the class. I knocked, just in case, tried to open the door, but it was locked. Suddenly I heard Sir Han's voice. Gosh! There is a class! I turned back to my class. Then Kevin came and said "I don't want to dance anymore" angrily. Good then, I thought, still in a shocked mode since I don't expect there's a class next door. Luckily it was locked, If it was not, I'd be very embarrassed for being rude intruding some one's class.

Confession of a Liar

Why is it so hard to tell the truth? Or why is it so embarrassing to admit our wrong deeds?

It happened to me this morning when it's time for children to go home. Like normal days, teachers are busy sending children home. When I was busy giving children their bags, I didn't know that one girl stood behind me and when I stepped back, I stepped on her toes ACCIDENTALLY. She didn't scream or shout. But I knew sth was wrong. I looked back and I found she was stroking her toes. She seemed in so much pain but she didn't complain since she was a very quiet girl. When a teacher asked me what happened and who stepped on her toes. I didn't admit that actually I did that! It's such a minor incident, but why is it so hard for me to say 'I did it. I stepped on her toes'? I did say sorry to her, but I still feel so burdened of not telling the truth.

Gosh, now I am so embarrassed for being at the wrong side. Can I have mercy?

One Week Anniversary of Missing Angel so Much

She is for sure not the best student in the class. But she is so charming and caring. She can be very annoying too, sometimes. But she always smiles, and it always brightens up my days.

She and her family moved out from the neighborhood she was to live. Without any notice, she was out from UEC as well. I was told about this three days after she was absent from the class. I was not very upset at that time though. But recently I just miss her so bad.

There are many sweet memories we've been through for almost a year she's been my student. She's very weak in memorizing alphabets and she would cry if I ask her to write words that she could not, whereas her friends can easily write it. She's interested more on observing her friends rather than listening to my explanation. She called me a liar when I had to cancel the TV class since nobody could move the TV to our class. She said that I should be ashamed since I am a grown-up who still have both parents. And many more memories that I love to remember being with her.

Hope that you can meet more people and experience many things so taht you can be a wonderful lady in the future. Miss ya!

Friendship Forever

Love This Blog...

So, currently I follow this blog calls One Minute Writer. This entry is my first response to the question. I do recommend for writers-to-be to follow this blog too to get some inspirations on what to write. Personally, I think it somehow like a challenge to open our mind and to think sth that perhaps we wouldn't wanna know or bother to care, or we don't even it exists.

And the theme for toady is Habit-What bad habit would you like to change?

In my own personal answer, there are lotsa bad habits that I wanna change. But if I could change one, it'd be my IGNORANCE. This bothers me so much and it hinders me to become a better person. Yeah, I pray that I'd be apart from my selfishness.

Little Girl Trapped in Big Sized Body...

I know this lady who feels so trapped in herself. She may look big or mature outside, but she's a 'little girl' inside. She has no identity, confidence, dreams, vision and mission, intuition, independent thought. And she's so dependent on others basically in every aspects-in making decision: to cut hair or not, what model, which saloon to go, even to tell the harirstylist what model she wants or what clothes to buy and to wear and in finance (not even a cent she pays for her own expenses). She will express her emotion to everybody and then she will regret it because she thinks that she's too childish to act like that. She can talk many right things, but she can't do them. She feels that her selfishness conquers her. What she thinks everyday is about herself, not even a bit of her family, her friends, or even her God. She is so shameful of herself. She may have two digits in her age, but her maturity age is 0. Why can't she just be like other girls? Even the younger girls have higher maturity level than she, she thought. What should she do? Blaming herself everyday? Changing to be the mature lady in a day? How she wishs that to happen. Does she want to change and be mature? You bet she does! Reading self-help books? She does it. But she still has no direction to go.

Can you help her?

Movies in Weekends

15 movies that I want to spend my weekends with...

1. P.S. I love You (would like to read the novel too)
2. Lost in Translation
3. Closer
4. Charlie Wilson's War
5. Romulus, My Father
6. The Other Boleyn Girl
7. Penelope
8. The Sisterhood of The Traveling Pants
9. The Dark Knight
10. Mamma Mia!
11. WALL-E
12. Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa
13. Confessions of The Shopaholics
14. My Best Friend's Girl
15. Nights in Rodanthe

Lend me the DVDs if you have :P Dying to watch them...

JUNO

This was the latest movie I watched. I got to know it from Oprah Show, when they discussed about the movie. I thought it’d be a quite nice drama movie to watch. One of the movie which you can maintain your eyes’ health by ejecting some tears and expelling some dirt on them. And yes it was great! It‘s totally a best-quality movie. Love its special cartoon opening, unusual heard songs (in my ears, some kinds of old songs, or indie perhaps, or non-commercial money-making songs but expression of souls). It’s just so unique for me. Love some parts of the movie… Love when Juno’s stepmom verbally abused the ultrasound technician. It just showed me ‘mom is mom, and mom is the best person in the world’. Love the scene when Vanessa was just proclaimed to be a newly mom. Love when Juno’s dad told the characteristics of best partner that she might have ‘the best thing you can do is to find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you. The right person’s still gonna think that the sun shines out of your ass. That’s kind of person that’s worth sticking with’. Love the note of “Vanessa, if you’re still in, I’m still in. Juno”. It showed me how big the sacrifice she had made and how hard she decided it.

But there are some of questions that I haven’t got the answers. Why made Juno firmly decide that Vanessa was the best mom for her son, though the marriage was not as perfect as she wanted? How was the feeling of being mom but you didn’t wanna see your own son, didn’t wanna know anything about him? Although she was not serious or not really madly in love with Bleeker, but their son was still their ‘product’ of love… Would they remember the son when they had the following baby? I wonder…

Two thumbs up though!

Looking for The sisterhood of Travelling Pants II....

Blessed Belated Birthday Sis(es)!

Dear Anonk, 

Blessed Birthday! Miss ya so much... 

I am waiting for the "W" day....

Dear Hevi, 

Blessed Birthday to you too! Take care of yourself in Jakarta. Hope you can become blessing whenever and wherever you are. Keep smiling! 

Here I Am

Here I am in Blogspot. Due to complicated use on Xanga or my "high" tech skill, I decided to make new blog in Blogger, which I hope it will be easier to post an entry. 

SO, welcome Lily to Blogspot...