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My Type of Journey Last week our school had group observation. We visited several places. The one that can hardly be forgotten is the visit to Baduy. It was beyond words. Speechless…they are too many words till I don’t know where to begin. Okay, … how about our first landing. To get to Cicakal Buleud where the outer Baduy lives you have to go to a small town named Ciboleger. The trip to Ciboleger is like riding a rollercoaster. The road is winding and steep. If you are not an expert driver, hehehehe just beware. Some kids could not stand the shaking so, they vomited. Once you arrived in Ciboleger, it means you are ready with the long and energy taking walking because the road you are about to face are so unbelievable for us who used to living in city. It is full with ups and downs. Here I showed you the route which we took. It surely made my cheeks red and my body got soaking wet. If you see my outfit and bag, you’ll smile. It was unmatched for the trip. Well, about the ou

There’s no special feeling on 22 nd of November this year except I had to be ready with requests for treat. So, on 23 rd of November I woke up lazily as usual. No excitement at all or any smile on my face. As a matter of fact, it was rather melancholic feelings which approached me. I felt like wanting to burst into tears. The color pink I chose to help me fix my mood. Yet, it didn’t help much. Actually I have already got the clue that the kids were going to give me some surprises on the 23 rd of November. To respect their sincere intention, I tried to play along with their tricks. The first trick was the chaos and fighting trick. My class, XA, was in chaos. Generally, if it’s not a hoax, I would get really angry or afraid then ran away and burst into tears in fright. But luckily, I had already known that it was all tricks to celebrate my birthday, so I smiled and did some stupid things. I guess, they knew that I had read their tricks, so they brought the chocolate cak

It’s Andrea Hirata!! What a wonderful day! Hari Sabtu tanggal 17 November adalah hari yang bersejarah bagiku. Apakah tgl 17 hari Ultahku,  Nope . Bukan Teman. Tanggal 17 November itu adalah hari terwujudnya mimpiku yang sangat gila itu.  Would you like to know? We got   ANDREA HIRATA   come to our school ,  SMA PLUS MUTHAHHARI . Itu adalah salah satu hari terindah dalam hidupku. Di sela-sela jadwalnya yang padat, Bang Andrea menyempatkan untuk memenuhi undangan sekolah kami. Dengan semua keterbatasan kami, Bang Andrea tampak menikmati acara yang kami gagas. Aku  speechless . Kata-kata apalagi yang harus kutulis di sini.                                                                                                                                                     Dream Comes True If You Believe Beberapa minggu yang lalu aku melihat dia di layar televisi. Tapi di tanggal 17 November ini aku berhadap-hadapan langsung bahkan bisa berfoto dan satu mobil dengannya.

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That’s how I called the fever which is spreading now in my house and my school. Andrea Hirata’s fever is very strong. One of the symptoms is you are going to be glued to the book. New facts have been proven. My mom and my brother are the living proof. She almost finished the book which she started to read on Sunday. Sang Pemimpi is the one she is reading right now. To our surprised she could read quite fast concerning she’s not having much time. Well, not only she is a house wife but she is also a dressmaker. So, in between her work, she took some times to read the book, I showed you the photo of her reading the book around 8 P.M. Before going to bed, she spared her time to read first. Cool Mom! She told me the book was interesting. Some of the stories felt the same as hers referring to the part when the three guy—Arai, Ikal and Jimron—had to wake up at 2 A.M. and worked as a labor before going to school. The different is in the workplace. My mom had to work at the hills in the moun

Ini bukan cerita si Entong walaupun ada kata ajaibnya. Sudah nonton film Get Married? Lucu…aku suka awal-awalnya. Aku dan temenku ajaibku, Nur, pada hari Minggu baru saja nonton itu film. Rencana awalnya kita Cuma mau makan kwetiau seafood di Blend yang wuenak itu karena sudah lama kita tidak singgah lalu meet and greet sama salah satu pramuniaga yang kita kenal dengan sangat akrab. Sayangnya kwetiaunya walaupun ada dalam menu tapi tidak dalam kenyataannya. Jadilah kita memesan makanan yang lain tapi aku tetap kekeh sumeukeh harus ada seafoodnya makanya aku ganti dengan nasi seafood (ternyata kalau nasi seafood, hewan lautnya tidak sebanyak kalau kita pesan kwetiau seafood). Selesai makan tadinya kita berencana mengunjungi mas-mas yang lain, Mas satria bergunting (nama panggilan yang aku temukan karena di saku belakang celananya selalu dia selipkan sebuah gunting. Ya iyalah, karena dia salah satu pramuniaga di toko kain). Dia tinggal di salah satu toko kain di Pasar baru. Tapi tiba-

Ga ada apa-apa sih kalo mau tau jawabannya. Hanya aja mereka Andra menulis lirik Sempurna yang bikin aku tiba2 terkapar dan terkulai lemas. Tepatnya bertekuk lutut, menyerah. Sebelumnya aku tak tau ada lagu judulnya Sempurna. Suatu hari aku sedang melakukan jalan-jalan di salah satu supermarket terbesar di daerahku. Maaf nama dan tempat kejadian tidak bisa disebutkan, terlalu iklan. Tiba2 kuping menangkap lirik dari lagu yang lagi diputar di supermarket itu. Aku mematung sesaat untuk menangkap lirik lagu. Dan akhirnya dapat. Keesokan harinya, seperti biasa aku datang pagi untuk cari lagu itu di internet. It’s my lucky day. Aku bisa mendapatkannya dengan gratis di internet. Sejak itu lagunya Mas Andra itu jadi lagu andalan di Komputer dan hapeku. Saking seringnya aku mendengarkan lagu itu I started to have a delusion and ambition. Rasanya bila pria itu ada (maksudnya pria yang bisa kunikahi. Aku pake kata bisa masalahnya pria yang aku ingin nikahi ada beberapa tapi unavailable. Rata2 s

Dae Jang Geung Celebrating Idul Fitri In Every Idul Fitri our house always becomes the center of our neighborhood. Maybe it’s because we have stayed here longer than the rest. The guests will come in a very new and fresh outfit they have. We,… don’t ask. The ritual of wearing new clothes had gone for years. Even if we bought some fabrics, we couldn’t wear it since mom will never have enough time to sew them.    This is our rituals. Wake up lazily in the morning, pray, asking for forgiveness, and wait for the guests to come. Wait for a little while to make sure that all of our neighbors have visited us. Next, change the clothes to the very usual one because you are going to be busy in the kitchen making cookies. It’s been our habit to make cookies on Idul Fitri day.  New Trend So, this year we want to impress others with our look, new refreshing and odd look. The night before Idul Fitri, I suggested my sisters to wear Hanbok (