When the other students were taking tests i was going to my hometown. And i flew back all the way to my hometown for my grandmother's funeral. she died in Bandung and we are dispatching and accompanying her body inside the casket to Palembang.
As we arrived in Palembang some of our other family members already came to welcome us to my late grandmother's house.
I get to see my cousins and my distant relatives that i bare see. even though it was a sad experience because grandpa just died 2 years before grandma.it was still a very delightful moment in it's own way
And i hope this covers the detail of why i was taking my leave from school that day.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 5, 2014
Global citizen project
We all live in a world full of diversity
The people living in this world are all different no one is the same.
The saying goes "we are all the same" but it should have been We are all different and that's okay.
as a part of this world we have to share this life with every human being living on our world. as a part of the global civilization we must all be who we are and we must accept each other.
World peace is something we can achieve if we accept this difrence between one and another.
And as a global citizen i am proud to say that i am different , we are different and that's okay , we are the beings that is living and this earth and we have to be proud to say that we are a global citizen.
The people living in this world are all different no one is the same.
The saying goes "we are all the same" but it should have been We are all different and that's okay.
as a part of this world we have to share this life with every human being living on our world. as a part of the global civilization we must all be who we are and we must accept each other.
World peace is something we can achieve if we accept this difrence between one and another.
And as a global citizen i am proud to say that i am different , we are different and that's okay , we are the beings that is living and this earth and we have to be proud to say that we are a global citizen.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
MATSWAPATI
During the school year we had this kind of event called Matswapati
In this particular event we were showing the culture of Sundanese people
Each class from the 10th and 11th grade were allowed to create stands. the stands is created to be some sort of alternative teaching for us.and to make it more challenging we were not allowed to sell food. Food is the sort of things that we sold during similar events in our Junior high school.
We were told to go around the area of our school to do some sort of parade to promote the event to everyone in the vicinity. and so on and so on.
Overall it was fun but unfortunately i had to go at noon to do some other stuff. i missed a lot of shows like the guest star who was coming to perform but overall it was a good experience. and i sort of "enjoyed" it so yea... okay...
In this particular event we were showing the culture of Sundanese people
Each class from the 10th and 11th grade were allowed to create stands. the stands is created to be some sort of alternative teaching for us.and to make it more challenging we were not allowed to sell food. Food is the sort of things that we sold during similar events in our Junior high school.
We were told to go around the area of our school to do some sort of parade to promote the event to everyone in the vicinity. and so on and so on.
Overall it was fun but unfortunately i had to go at noon to do some other stuff. i missed a lot of shows like the guest star who was coming to perform but overall it was a good experience. and i sort of "enjoyed" it so yea... okay...
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Her life
Dizza Alifitsa Agus
That is the name of the person i am writing today . we practically barely know each other but i would consider her as a good friend. she is very fun but the thing that makes us click the most is that we are both practically a very anti-social person.
We both like linguistics we both love reading novels and we both like to go story telling contests. we both like to exaggerate every single living / non living thing there is. she was born into this world in Jakarta , 23rd of June 1999.
She is a very fun person to be around with. she lived in Tanggerang for 1 years and her family (including her) had to move away to Makassar because of her dad's work assignment. her family includes her, her mother , her father and her sister.
In her auto biography there are some deep stuff but it's not my story so it's not my decision to tell it so if you want to know about it , you should go to her blog. anyway moving on.She loves Astronomy , Science all that stuff about the secret and meaning of life guess.she really likes those science-fiction and non-fiction novels because she thinks romance is stupid (NO THEY ARE NOT). anyway in her 15 years of her life she overall had a good life and i hope that she will continue having a good life until the day she dies (sooner or later).
I hope that all of her dreams come true as much as i would like my dreams to come true
That is the name of the person i am writing today . we practically barely know each other but i would consider her as a good friend. she is very fun but the thing that makes us click the most is that we are both practically a very anti-social person.
We both like linguistics we both love reading novels and we both like to go story telling contests. we both like to exaggerate every single living / non living thing there is. she was born into this world in Jakarta , 23rd of June 1999.
She is a very fun person to be around with. she lived in Tanggerang for 1 years and her family (including her) had to move away to Makassar because of her dad's work assignment. her family includes her, her mother , her father and her sister.
In her auto biography there are some deep stuff but it's not my story so it's not my decision to tell it so if you want to know about it , you should go to her blog. anyway moving on.She loves Astronomy , Science all that stuff about the secret and meaning of life guess.she really likes those science-fiction and non-fiction novels because she thinks romance is stupid (NO THEY ARE NOT). anyway in her 15 years of her life she overall had a good life and i hope that she will continue having a good life until the day she dies (sooner or later).
I hope that all of her dreams come true as much as i would like my dreams to come true
Students of Monday Afternoon English Class:
Trinanda Sidik trisdik.blogspot.com
Fathurohman Ramadhan Hanif Bari Wahyudi klmbi2017.blogspot.com
Dizza Alifitsa Agus dastfila.blogspot.com
Amanda Aulia H margoskywalker.blogspot.com
Shaski Ghina. N shaski32017.blogspot.com
Avira Zahra arhazariva.blogspot.com
Tazkia Rusdiana heyitskikiii.blogspot.com
A Putri Bungsu apbhasri.blogspot.com
Dhea Salsabila eye-catching-fun.blogspot.com
Hanun Maria hanunpenyebarhama.blogspot.com
Fadhila Salsabila fadhilaaasd.blogspot.com
Faras Ammar Mapatdost28.blogspot.com
Rifdan S M rifdhansmahari.wordpress.com
Devira ellena deviraellena.wordpress.com
Asla Sonia soniaasla.blogspot.com
Yossy Yossyd.blogspot.com
Iqbal Ardiyansyah Iqbaliqlab.blogspot.com
Rayhan Farqi Rayhanfarqi.blogspot.com
Muzami Thahir muzamithahir.blogspot.com
Fabian Ardiansyah fabianbian8.blogspot.com
Fathurohman Ramadhan Hanif Bari Wahyudi klmbi2017.blogspot.com
Dizza Alifitsa Agus dastfila.blogspot.com
Amanda Aulia H margoskywalker.blogspot.com
Shaski Ghina. N shaski32017.blogspot.com
Avira Zahra arhazariva.blogspot.com
Tazkia Rusdiana heyitskikiii.blogspot.com
A Putri Bungsu apbhasri.blogspot.com
Dhea Salsabila eye-catching-fun.blogspot.com
Hanun Maria hanunpenyebarhama.blogspot.com
Fadhila Salsabila fadhilaaasd.blogspot.com
Faras Ammar Mapatdost28.blogspot.com
Rifdan S M rifdhansmahari.wordpress.com
Devira ellena deviraellena.wordpress.com
Asla Sonia soniaasla.blogspot.com
Yossy Yossyd.blogspot.com
Iqbal Ardiyansyah Iqbaliqlab.blogspot.com
Rayhan Farqi Rayhanfarqi.blogspot.com
Muzami Thahir muzamithahir.blogspot.com
Fabian Ardiansyah fabianbian8.blogspot.com
Auto Biography
Beginning . Beginning is a word , a phrase , a saying , something that starts every story.in my case my beginning was my birth into this world. But before my beginning just a few days before, another story showed up,my mom's.
She was 9 months pregnant and she found out that i was positioned sideways not upward like most kids. so she had to have a Caesar Operation, and after the pain ,suffering , blood , sweat and tears, i was born into the world an innocent soul.who cried and cried while my parents laughed and smiled at me.
And did i mention my father is the one who did the operation?
And did i mention my father is the one who did the operation?
Pretty cool right?
Most dads just stand and wait by they're wife and that's cool but my dad was actually in the process of the operation which is when i was born into the world.
After all that, i was finally born. a healthy baby , 39 CM long and weigh about 3,5 kg. so even as a baby i was pretty fat. after all the wonderful , excruciatingly grueling and endless torture of bullying i finally made it into the human i am now.I am currently 13 years old. i was born in the 23rd of December in the year 2000 and currently a student of SMA negeri 3 bandung.
That is one of the reasons i got bullied, because i was younger than most.But, i have supportive parents (THANK GOD). My mother's name is Marissa Julinda and my Father's name is Bayu Wahyudi. my mother is a Dentist and my father is a Obstetriciant . I have 1 adoptive brother his name is Ratiman and he lives in Cirebon. we still visit each other sometimes but we don't see each other that much.My parents and i currently live in Bandung, JL.Setra Murni 1 number.31
I went to SMPN 5 bandung as soon as i moved to Bandung and i was practically miserable. i didn't know anyone there i didn't know what to do so i did what any responsible teenager could do at the age of 10. i cried.
I know it won't solve anything but at least it helps. after i got settled in people are actually nice at first but then people started bullying me because they said i was so annoying and snobby. maybe i was but then would i know my mistake if they didn't tell me (P.S i was eavesdropping when i found out the reason they were bullying me (P.P.S I found this out at the end of the 7th grade))
I was so miserable back then so i started singing a lot more and that just made everyone hate me more. and so my reality started crumbling. my grades are getting lower and my classmates just talked more of me behind my back.
And when i was in the 8th grade. i met some decent friends and i was having so much fun that i forgot reality it's some sort of a phase for me. me unleashing all the anger that was in me. my close_, friend at the time was Atsa and in the 2nd semester she moved to Australia because her VISA was out so i was sad again , not as sad because some of my friends were still there and i still had fun that i finally got to the bottom rock.(i miss them so much...).
In the 9th grade in the first semester i was so shy and ashamed of my scores that i didn't talk to anyone until a few weeks after i got in the class. i was focused so much on my studying because i was falling behind on lessons in the 8th grade so i only had 2 friends in class, and i finally got my grades to go up and i was so happy about the rocketing of my scores (Compared to 8th grade that is)
so now that all the heavy and crying stuff has passed now we're getting to the happy stuff.
I went to SMPN 5 bandung as soon as i moved to Bandung and i was practically miserable. i didn't know anyone there i didn't know what to do so i did what any responsible teenager could do at the age of 10. i cried.
I know it won't solve anything but at least it helps. after i got settled in people are actually nice at first but then people started bullying me because they said i was so annoying and snobby. maybe i was but then would i know my mistake if they didn't tell me (P.S i was eavesdropping when i found out the reason they were bullying me (P.P.S I found this out at the end of the 7th grade))
I was so miserable back then so i started singing a lot more and that just made everyone hate me more. and so my reality started crumbling. my grades are getting lower and my classmates just talked more of me behind my back.
And when i was in the 8th grade. i met some decent friends and i was having so much fun that i forgot reality it's some sort of a phase for me. me unleashing all the anger that was in me. my close_, friend at the time was Atsa and in the 2nd semester she moved to Australia because her VISA was out so i was sad again , not as sad because some of my friends were still there and i still had fun that i finally got to the bottom rock.(i miss them so much...).
In the 9th grade in the first semester i was so shy and ashamed of my scores that i didn't talk to anyone until a few weeks after i got in the class. i was focused so much on my studying because i was falling behind on lessons in the 8th grade so i only had 2 friends in class, and i finally got my grades to go up and i was so happy about the rocketing of my scores (Compared to 8th grade that is)
so now that all the heavy and crying stuff has passed now we're getting to the happy stuff.
As you can see i love to eat.My Favorite food is practically anything grilled. i love salmons and lambs. i also love to read novels and sometimes study when i feel like it. I also like playing the piano, but what i love most is singing it is my way of escaping reality. in 7th grade i practically sing all the time pretending i can't hear the rest of the world.
In school i always love music , linguistics and maths. At least i used to like maths, it just reminds me so much of my old teacher in my hometown when i was in elementary school and it just somehow makes me very sad because i missed my friends my family and even my bullies. And i finally started hating it until 9th grade when i just love solving math problems.
I am currently in X Science 7. There are a lot of very nice people there and with being such an anti-social person that means a lot.i am very hyperactive and bubbly and i am so happy that i am able to write this.and for now that is the second chapter of my life , a new beginning.And that is my Autobiography thank you for reading this but know that this is not the end of the story.
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